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Times of India
Two boys from Kashmir - Sunburn (Sunny Kaushal) and Rajma Romeo (Ashrut Jain), hatch out a plan to fulfil their lasting dream of experiencing India's biggest EDM festival, Sunburn in Goa, live. Do they succeed?
The besties plan a road trip from Kashmir to Goa via Delhi, Jaipur and Ahmedabad. They pick fellow revellers on the way and they all become one big family in no time, thus inviting their share of conflicts and sacrifices. Sadly, none of it touches your heart.
Shailendra Singh pays tribute to his own baby, the annual 'Sunburn' festival here by stressing on it's popularity and aspirational value. It's the only activity on the bucket list of the central character here. Sadly, the festival is way cooler than this shoddy promotional vehicle for it and deserved a better film.
To begin with, the movie claims to be based on actual events but that seems far-fetched. It's unlikely for someone in Kashmir or Himachal Pradesh to be mad about Bollywood songs, let alone Electronic Dance Music. Even if it's true, the amateur and unimaginative execution fails to convince you to believe so.
Surprisingly, none of the scenes bother to explain why Sunny's character is crazy about EDM since he was nine or who introduced him to it. The heart of the story lies in his passion for EDM, which itself isn't explored enough. The supporting characters are outright bizarre. Everyone slaps each other as a mark of friendship and girls in hot pants wearing 'BABY' neckpieces seem as inconsequential to the story as the shirtless 'Chamdi' boys.
Barring Sunny Kaushal and the old man playing Peter, everyone acts juvenile. A few scenes do evoke emotions but they too are nullified as the director opts for cheap laughs soon after. Even the music of the film fails to capture sunburn's exuberance and spirit.
Sitting through this two hour long advertisement feels more exhausting than travelling from Kashmir to Goa by road.
Ain't no sunshine
This film is a product of what a music festival with a massive marketing budget and zero ideas is capable of. Percept Pictures, the film wing of the company that owns the massive EDM franchise, Sunburn, was perhaps tasked with strategizing a celluloid solution to attract an audience with little interest or knowledge of electronic dance music. But this film does for Goa what Hostel did for Eastern Europe.
When they're not serving at a dhaba in the Valley, Sunburn (Sunny Kaushal) dreams about attending the music fest he's named after and Rajma Romeo (Ashrut Abhinan Jain) has inappropriate dreams about Alia Bhatt. The later is realistic about the improbability of his dreams and schemes to fulfill his pal's. The grand scam: float a fake travel company, which offers a road trip from Kashmir to Goa (to attend the music festival). Those interested cough up the dough which pays for fuel, Sunburn gets to attend, well, Sunburn and everyone in the cast gets a pat on the back or a high five each time they mention the festival. But this film goes south in aspiring to pull off a Bombay to Goa, but only managing a stock supporting cast - possibly cherry-picked to represent the audience demographic at music fests. Two teenage selfie-sharpshooters- check, two shirtless six-pack gym instructors- check, one overweight blogger- check, one naughty aunty with sporadic bursts of morality- check, one geriatric who's not too old to rock n roll- check, script and story- uncheck.
While it's a waste of newsprint to say any more, here are some of the choicest dialogues. When electronic beats reach a patron of an isolated dhaba in Kashmir, she voices her curiosity, "EDM, woh bhi pahaadiyo mein? When the dhaba's waiter, Sunburn introduces himself, she wonders, "Sunburn toh EDM ka festival hain na?" While road tripping through Rajasthan, the film's lead pokes his head out of the bus window and spells out his windswept musing, "Hindustan kya desh hain yaar!"
Debutant Sunny Kaushal couldn't find a worse launch vehicle. While he perseveres and sticks to tested tropes, poor writing and lack of characterisation nullify his efforts. Director Shailendra Singh, the "inceptor" of the music fest being endorsed, is also credited for the story, screenplay and lyrics. But honestly, there's very little credit to throw around here. Singh even makes a cocky cameo as himself, or a corp-comm approved version of himself.
Even as an investment if not a creative piece of work, this one's lousy. A moment of silence for those who've already booked their tickets.
The film marks the acting debut of Sunny Kaushal. Sunny is Bollywood action director Sham Kaushal's son and actor Vicky Kaushal's younger brother.