A film old starlet turned wife of T-Series' head honcho Bhushan Kumar, Divya Khosla Kumar fulfils her life long dream of turning into a director with youth based film Yaariyan. Now although the business tycoon displays astute business sense when he produces movies that rake in the moolah at the box-office, he loses battle in the matters of heart as he produces a mind-numbing trash-fest in the name of a film only on the behest of his wannabe director wife.
Set in Sikkim, the movie revolves around five college students Lakshya (Himansh Kohli), Jiya (Nicole Faria), Neil (Dev Sharma), Pardy (Shreyas Pardiwala) and Saloni (Rakul Preet) who are pitted against a college from Australia in an obscure and garbled competition in order to save their college.
Divya Khosla Kumar's Yaariyan has nothing worth mentioning in the review except for Deepti Naval and the music which actually worked well at the charts. The movie surpasses all levels of dumbness and has no story or screenplay whatsoever. The entire film appears like a slide show of various sequences as and when Divya may have thought weaving together. So you have a little bit of college friendship, romance, racial attack, patriotism and more.
Blame it on movies like Student Of The Year or Main Hoon Na that each college based film has to have a competition or a Sari wearing skimpily clad teacher (Not everyone can be Sushmita Sen). Yaariyan can actually be 10 individual films in itself if one were to shred its sub-plots and develop it.
The movie is extremely mediocre with no humour, no romance, no chemistry and no entertainment. The turning points are so amateurishly handled that even the work of a film school student would appear seasoned.
What's worse is the caricaturish depiction of sequences and characters. Not every gay person is effiminate almost to the point of annoyance. Yaariyan has that and more. It's surprising to see a woman director objectifying women the way Divya does in the film. Almost every actress, except Rakul (only because she had to be shown a 'behenji') is buxom and deep cleavage laden donning garish lipsticks and extremely short skirts.
If the story is horrid, the casting is horrible. None of the newcomers show potential. One can't blame them solely for it also depends on the director to extract accurate performances but if they really have to work their way in the industry they all need good tutorials.
With no plot, horrid screenplay and horrendous performances, Yaariyan, in short, is the example that movie-making is not everybody's business. Stay away