Movie Review: Sadda Adda (2012)
Six boys from six different states of India rent a 2BHK apartment in Delhi. It’s a makeshift arrangement till they fulfill their respective dreams… This one begins with a disclaimer: As long as you dare to dream (and as long as you remain focused), nothing can go wrong. Ironically, the script seems to lose focus from the very word go….
Kabir dreams of being a worthy son with a good job, salary and wife. Safal hopes to crack the IAS code some day. Rajat is the hunky haryanvi who can’t get over his Amrikan dreams. Irfan wants to make it big in the field of architecture and Sameer thinks theatre is his calling. So far so good till everyone (and everything) seems to lose focus. Kabir falls in love with his colleague and moves away from his friends. Safal commits suicide when he fails to pass the IAS. Sameer misses working with Brad and Angelina, courtesy an out-of-no-where race-loving girlfriend. The only person who’s successful is Jogi. He initially had no dreams and future plans.
As for the performances what can a bunch of young boys do in a setting — full of empty beer cans, cigarette butts, underwears, uncooked food, porn mags — they proudly call sadda adda. Wonder what the purpose of the film was. Do all dreams die always? Depressing.