‘Jannat’ has been engineered for the scruffy charms of its leading man, and the rows of youngsters on Friday’s first show didn’t seem to want more. Right in the beginning, Hashmi punches through the glass case of a jewellery store, because his lady love, whose long shiny locks make her look as if she’d be right at home in a shampoo advert, is gazing longingly at a diamond ring: in the next scene, he’s walking about without a scratch on that fist. That’s the kind of film this is.
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