Karachi:
Prime Video’s Call me bae Opens with all the subtlety of a ketchup spot on the face of an excessive designer bag. From the first frame is it as if the show’s manufacturers participated in a competition called “How many designer brands can we adhere to a scene?” The answer as it turns out is all of them. Louis Vuitton, Prada, Chanel-Those are all there, got up to make sure that even the most air-headed viewers understand that the protagonist, Bella (called “Bae”), is rich. BAE even names her designer handbags and says goodnight to them. Should we take her seriously? Of course not. But it’s the poenget, isn’t it?
This was a Karan Johar production, of course, there were problematic undertones if you considered them a little longer than necessary. When Bae gets kicked out of her mansion to the bayillion dollar of her husband Agastya, we must feel bad for her. She is cheated on him, certainly, but now the poor soul is out in the inclined rain with nothing but a closet full of designer dresses and no roof over her head. In a classic Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna Road, Johan tries to seduce his audience to root for adultery with violins and close-ups of designer makeup that runs down the face. It may have worked in the early 2000s, but it certainly will not now.
Fusion of confidentiality
More about Bae-She is an heir-facing-trophon-wife who has transformed short online courses into her identity. “How to communicate with your spirit animal,” “underwater weaving” – you name what she has done. However, her character’s wildest performance has signed up for journalism on social media and somehow lands a job on a news channel.
Go into Neel N, her new boss and the show’s saving grace. Neel, played by Gurfateh Pirzada with a nerdy charm, is a workaholic afraid of swimming. Just as we warm up to this dynamic, hits something: haven’t we seen this before? Robust beautiful, yet poorly dressed editor hires unqualified fashionista? Yeah that’s it Confessions of a shopaholic. Neel is Luke Brandon with an Indian accent down to his rejection of using his last name because of an influential family. You would think that this derivative setup would make us moan, but surprisingly it is one of the few elements without which this show would be a particular DNF (“did not end” for those who did not realize).
But here is the thing: Call me bae have an identity crisis. Is that Schitt’s Creek? Is it 2 bread girls? Or is it Emily in Paris? It tries to be all three, and this is where it bursts. It has too many Western shows on its mind to create its own identity. A completely unnecessary Bridergon-et -style dance sequence, a few forced pop culture references, and you are back and wonder where Call me bae Fits in the TV universe. For the record, Bae’s clothing is the only thing that makes sense in this kaleidoscope of confusion. They are amazing, logical even in a way that Emily in Paris Could only dream of – no malfunction in AI -outfit generators here.
In the name of pseudo-poorness
When BAE transfers from Princess to Pauper, she experiences a lot first. The hostel life, washing her own dishes, eating white bread (which she was funny thought was extinct) and navigated in the trauma in a leaky ceiling. These moments are played for laughs, but under the glitter there is an unexpected resistance to her. You can actually catch yourself rooted for her, especially if you turn off the part of your brain that is too logical to suspend disbelief. Sure she is clueless and junk, but there is a gap of optimism in her that strangely adorns.
If there was a debate about the series, some may suggest that BAE has a new experience of how normal people live; For pure entertainment or a self -discovery.
Kiddy-Pool of Social Comments
Call me bae Trying to deal with more than just haute couture and instagram selffies. The show touches the loneliness and neglect of childhood. But these moments are criminal subcokt. Instead of a meaningful exploration, the action rushes back to another selfie session and leaves the audience with emotional whiplash. Should we worry about these questions, or are we just here to laugh at BAE’s accident?
That said, the show gets a thing right – its dismantling of modern journalism and its exploration of MeToo. NEEL’s news channel is a thin blurred jab by sensationalism that dominates the media landscape of the day. Go into Vir Das, who plays a journalist who would rather touch the drama than reports of actual news. He would shamelessly reveal people’s personal lives on national television and enlarge irrelevant facts in his reports to add the spice. For him, Pakistan Spell drama and office antlers include Lux Coats and Boxer Shorts.
That is true –Call me bae is predictable, crowded with cheese and has enough plot holes to get even the most patient viewer to roll their eyes. But that is precisely why it acts as a guilty pleasure. The show’s over-the-top enthusiasm perfectly reflects its lost protagonist. This is the kind of series you see when you need to turn off your brain and embrace the thoughtless entertainment. Do not expect anything in -depth or an emotional -turning experience, it never promised one.
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