Tum Mile

2009
5| 2h14m| en
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Akshay and Sanjana, two estranged lovers, struggle to stay alive during the floods in Mumbai in 2005 and realise their true destiny during the calamity.

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Vishesh Films

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Claysaba Excellent, Without a doubt!!
Dotbankey A lot of fun.
Frances Chung Through painfully honest and emotional moments, the movie becomes irresistibly relatable
Allissa .Like the great film, it's made with a great deal of visible affection both in front of and behind the camera.
DG_Boy Till I have loved all the films of Kunal deshmukh especially jannat is one of my fave but i don't know man what happened to him while making this film.I am not telling that this film is that much bad but a lil slow and boring at times.As it is based on the 2005 floods in mumbai.It should he a lil fast and tension filled in the floods.The direction was OK from kunal deshmukh.The screenplay was bad.The editing was not so good.The acting by the 2nd king of romance emraan hashmi was good But the acting was bad from soha ali khan.The songs were really very nice and beautiful and lifeline of the movie.The dialogues were good.So overall a slow film.Watch it at your own risk.
sumanbarthakursmailbox Trapped in the deluge of 26 July, 2005, carefully navigating around half-submerged vehicles and dodging death on the flooded streets of Mumbai, Emraan Hashmi tells Soha Ali Khan that the first thing he's going to do when he gets home is watch Sholay. It is my humble suggestion that the makers of this film, Tum Mile go straight home and watch Sholay themselves. Some lessons in screenplay writing and basic shot-taking wouldn't hurt. A story of former lovers who part acrimoniously, then suddenly come face-to-face one day when everything and everyone around them is falling apart in the torrential downpour, Tum Mile is intended as a poignant drama about how a life-changing event makes this couple realise that they've always loved each other. The problem is there's not enough drama in the screenplay to begin with. The first half of Tum Mile is spent setting up the relationship between Emraan and Soha, who play Akshay and Sanjana, a struggling artist and a successful journalist in Cape Town. Over the course of an hour we watch as they meet, fall in love, squabble, and ultimately part ways. The deluge, by the way, is yet to come. Post-intermission, the action shifts to Mumbai where the couple is reunited years after calling off their relationship. Wading through waist-deep waters, Akshay and Sanjana contemplate their failed romance. For the next hour or so they yak incessantly, boring you to death with their supposedly-profound realisations. Where's the action, you ask? Well, there's hardly any. You do get one good scene in which they're trapped in a dilapidated building whose wall crumbles against the force of water, compelling them to race in the opposite direction. Ripped straight out of James Cameron's Titanic, it's the only exciting scene in this tiresome film. Tum Mile suffers also on account of its uninspired leads, Emraan Hashmi and Soha Ali Khan who appear bored out of their wits going through their scenes. They fail to strike up any romantic chemistry whatsoever, and perform so monotonously, you can't be blamed for disconnecting from their supposed pain. The film's special effects are unimpressive, and the photography is uniformly flat. I also want to point out in particular how unflatteringly Soha Ali Khan has been photographed. The actress ought to sue the film's director and cinematographer for how carelessly they shoot her. Tum Mile has a hummable score, but it doesn't succeed on most other counts.You may survive the floods, but Emraan and Soha's irritating dialogues will most certainly kill you!
eyecatcheramit I was one of the victims stranded for hours in the very same floods that this movie was supposed to portray. Believe me when I say no man that day would have been in romantic mood even if he met the girl of his dreams. But this is Bollywood which is very well known to dupe people by making movies on serious subjects and then change it into a pansy romance-comedy- drama...etc... Emraan Hashmi as usual was the expressionless + emotionless moron who gets the girl without much effort and chase (wonder why it doesn't work for me?). Soha Ali too didn't add much value to the film, well she is an old horse (cannot carry the entire movie on her shoulders when everyone is doing such a bad job). Don't watch it even if it was given to you for free.
DICK STEEL I had thought I was consciously going from one disaster flick to another, from the latest that Hollywood has to offer, to what Bollywood has on its plate. The trailer would have suggested that it's in line with Hanuedae with copious amounts of flood waters wrecking havoc on the man on the street, but this was actually quite the disastrous picture in itself.It's a romance story, with little time devoted to its gimmicky backdrop with the 2005 Mumbai flooding. Unlike similar plot devices in various disaster films, this one could have done away with its gimmick, but what would remain is an uninspired piece of romantic drama that neither sizzles nor touches, but contains every conceivable cliché offered by any mediocre television drama. Boy meets girl, they fall in love, they fight and we find out whether they reconcile under a heavy downpour. Making things worst is that the characters have absolutely no chemistry, and you'd be rooting for them to stay apart since staying together had proved to be difficult.Emraan Hashmi continues to play the artist type as Akshay the painter (he was also a painter in Raaz: the Mystery Continues), who thinks the world of himself and refuses to compromise his art nor to eat the humble pie. He falls for rich girl Sanjana (Soha Ali Khan) and they decide to move in together in a swanky Cape Town apartment. Being without of a regular job, we know who will ultimately be forking out dough for bills, and this damages his big male ego. Multiple fights ensues, they split, and meet again some 6 years later, where the film began, aboard a business class section of the airline. Yep, ego boy finally made good, and is contemplating against his ego how to woo his lady love back, except that this time the heavens so wish to rain on his parade.The narrative gets told in flashbacks, which I thought the backstory would be over and done with by the time the intermission rolls along. Unfortunately not, as it continued to plod on. The story by Ankur Tewari failed to realize how to cut its losses once the appeal of the lovebirds no longer hold, and the focus could have been on how damaging the disaster is, no thanks to inept, lazy and incompetent staff at a meteorological station who seemed more concerned with who's making money from the in-house gambling table. Then again, perhaps the lack of a fat budget had prevented that aspect from taking place,and what resulted in were a couple of CG wide shots of the city drenched, and a couple of archived newsreels to tell you just how bad the situation is.For a set action sequence – check this – we have a bus turning slowly to its side in a manner which defies the laws of physics, just because a tree branch had punctured one of its windows, and it seemed like the end of the world for all on board, who had so far been mulling around just waiting for the rain, and the flood waters to stop and recede, which the latter did so under miraculous circumstances actually. And what about the inexplicable rush of a towering body of water into a building floor which is higher than what the level of water on the streets is currently, just to see capture sheer horror from the faces of our lead characters? And to top if off, some melodramatic moments you see coming from a mile with regards to water, and power cables.For what it's worth, Tum Mile could have been a wonderful comedy, but it decided to focus on the insipid relationship between two uninteresting couples in their tiffs and attempts at reconciliation. The result? A total washout.