73. Qayamat Se Qayamat Tak (1988) — Och, the ending doth taketh too much away from the many merits of the movie itself. Aamir Khan and Juhi Chawla are just too upbeat a pair to be Romeo and Juliet, gorramit. They’re as sweet as apple pie; the girl is refreshingly forward and the boy is endearingly conflicted. I almost hoped it would end like Bobby. Really like the nuances given to many of the characters, though the rest are rather cartoony, and it’s a joy watching Aamir Khan brim over with youthful vigour. The soundtrack itself hums with melodious vigour. Why are the savage emotions of the Rajpur residents depicted so matter-of-factly in the movie, though? Man, even I spotted the messy loophole when the sidekick relatives gave their instructions to the thugs. Could’ve slipped a coffin through, it was that big. Didn’t make me cry, am just upset at the wastefulness — they really seemed to be the generation to change things (was worried for a while that the cousin Shyam would turn into hapless Mercutio). Why not give hope, eh? Anyway, Roja made me cry. Because it gave hope. This movie is worth your while, just don’t expect to go away with a spring in your step. What does “Qayamat Se Qayamat Tak” mean, by the way? Oh wait, just found an explanation here:
“From Judgement Day to Judgement Day” — “Qayamat” is a Persian word denoting the Islamic concept of the final judgment or doomsday
Anyway, I drank/ate too much of something (Thums Up? Tamarind rice?) and am now cuffed to a really bad cough ignited by phlegmy respiratory bits. Or it could be oesophagy bits. It’s agony.