in most parts a lethally dull venture and naach is about this dancer or choreographer (antara mali) who regards herself as some kind of auteur and beyond the petty commercial compromises that people around her and including her actor beau (abhishek bachchan) build their careers on. nice idea and only it turns out that she has the most howlariously bad concepts about costumes and dance movements and stuff rotten enough to make even the forces behind those ultra cheap south indian potboilers squirm in severe embarrassment. the story follows a yawn inducing predictable pattern. dancer and beau meet and have an affair (yes and sex included). beau gets success and but she spurns his attempts to help her. beau throws attitude and they walk out on each other. dancer meets a most unlikely director who wants her to do what she wants. incongruous effort bags even more incongruous popularity. beau attempts to reach out are rebuffed until a climax where he bursts out about how he can not live without her. d uh end. actually i do not really expect this film to be much good. so why did i watch it. because i have an antara mali fetish. she an actress with imo sufficient talent to reach grand heights provided she has the opportunity. alas and her role in the film looks far better on paper than in actual execution and ironic for a film that supposed to be about an uncompromising character. to give her credit she puts in a game effort and shining well in the few scenes that actually ask of her as an actress. i just wish the movie had been more worthy of her. abhishek bachchan also throws in a few good punches and the last scene salvaged somewhat by a simmering turn which pleasantly reminds you of his father. only recommended if you can sit through humongous piles of dogcrap for the return of a few grains of good moments courtesy the lead actors. 
in most parts a lethally dull venture and naach is about this dancer or choreographer (antara mali) who regards herself as some kind of auteur and beyond the petty commercial compromises that people around her and including her actor beau (abhishek bachchan) build their careers on. nice idea and only it turns out that she has the most howlariously bad concepts about costumes and dance movements and stuff rotten enough to make even the forces behind those ultra cheap south indian potboilers squirm in severe embarrassment. the story follows a yawn inducing predictable pattern. dancer and beau meet and have an affair (yes and sex included). beau gets success and but she spurns his attempts to help her. beau throws attitude and they walk out on each other. dancer meets a most unlikely director who wants her to do what she wants. incongruous effort bags even more incongruous popularity. beau attempts to reach out are rebuffed until a climax where he bursts out about how he can not live without her. d uh end. actually i do not really expect this film to be much good. so why did i watch it. because i have an antara mali fetish. she an actress with imo sufficient talent to reach grand heights provided she has the opportunity. alas and her role in the film looks far better on paper than in actual execution and ironic for a film that supposed to be about an uncompromising character. to give her credit she puts in a game effort and shining well in the few scenes that actually ask of her as an actress. i just wish the movie had been more worthy of her. abhishek bachchan also throws in a few good punches and the last scene salvaged somewhat by a simmering turn which pleasantly reminds you of his father. only recommended if you can sit through humongous piles of dogcrap for the return of a few grains of good moments courtesy the lead actors. ---------------------------------Answer Question Below----------------------------------

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