There was this trip to Rajasthan, which they told me would be nothing short of breathtaking. This was to be a 'Camel Safari', and the sand dunes of the northern state, the brightly dressed natives showing off their multihued attire and of course the indolent looking camels sounded quite appealing. Inside the theatre, Jayaraaj's 'Camel Safari' turned out to be a wretched expedition that I'm not likely to forget for a very long time.
We are told that they were called the 'six men army' in college, even though the gang consisted of three girls and three boys. Yamini, who's a Rajput from Rajasthan, Sivakumar, a Chinna Goundar from Coimbatore, Katherine who hails from Kanjirapally, Diya who's the Cochin diva, Hashim from God-knows-where and James Kallarackal - are suspended by the Principal of the college, who has been nicknamed Pareekutty (Tini Tom).
Some principals thus wreak havoc unknowingly on our lives, and with a few weeks of freedom lying ahead of them, they decide to head over to Rajasthan to attend the wedding ceremony of Yamini's sister. And it's in the hot deserts of Rajasthan, that they plan to tell us a love tale that we are told is distinctly different from any other story that we have heard till date.
Having told myself that this particular story might require all my attention, I remained all ears for every titbit that fell across the screen. Along came the announcement that the 'Camel Safari' will have a girl wooing a boy for a change; a spectacular feat as yet unwitnessed in Indian cinema, or something of the sort.
So it takes a pickpocket to make Diya come face to-face with Pawan Thakur, the man who manages to steal her heart, quicker than it takes for the 2-minutes-noodles to cook. He smiles at her and she cannot simply stop herself from breaking into a song the very next instant. On occasions as these, you realize immediately that the future path that lies ahead for these lovers should be riddled with stones. Or in this particular case, you wait for the desert winds to blow right into your nose.
Though that doesn't happen, the suffocation that you suffer is no less. While its inexplicable as to why Diya falls in love with Pawan, it dawns on you very soon that you really should not take these my-film-is-different-from-the-rest-of-the-lot claims seriously any more.
Pawan is all set to tie the knot with Poonam, and he looks a bit like Kajol having been forced to marry Parmeet Sethi in DDLJ. And in two years, it would be couple of decades since we watched the Aditya Chopra film. The point is, that's as much fresh as the story gets.
The acting is pretty much even, and I do not mean it in a very positive way. What I mean to say that its all evenly bad. Surprisingly there is not even much of a technical finesse on show in this infinitely bad film. A couple of songs are good I guess, but the film leaves you in no mood to explore your musical inclinations.
This is one rutted ride on an emaciated camel, without even a cushion to plop yourself on. Let the camels and the lover birds have a great time in the theatres. You stay home, and be safe.