Out of India, GAUTAMAN BHASKARAN considers the current Indian and Bollywood Cinema.

BOLLYWOOD: I just loved Imtiaz Ali’s When We Met, which reminded me of Frank Capra’s 1943 Clark Gable-Claudette Colbert romance It Happened One Night. Ali’s work is as delightful, though his lead characters, unlike Capra’s, use train stations and bogies to meet (yes, there is even a kissing scene here, something still rare in Indian cinema), part and meet again. It is a rail movie that can well fit into the genre of a road movie. Breezy and romantic in a 1960s sense, When We Met is entertaining to the hilt, without sliding into too many coincidences and exaggerations. It really is a film that could have been made when love was innocent, when men and women were true to the commitment they made to each other. While the movie makes little pretence of attracting the serious art cinema fans, it will undoubtedly catch the eye of those who would want to spend an evening at the cinema without having to put on their thinking caps. It is bound to race on the commercial track, much like its hero and heroine.