Review: Janaan has many virtues but painting an accurate portrait of Swat isn't one
Janaan’s story unfolds in Swat and the mountains have never looked more scenic; undulating in emerald hues, looming over scenic lakes and pastures striped in yellow and green. The family home, that is central to the movie, has an exquisite affluence, replete with wooden carvings, traditional embroidered upholstery, antique doorways and balconies with breathtaking views. Add to this a multi-colored wedding, fireworks in the night sky and effusions of fairy lights and you end up with a movie that has gorgeous aesthetics.
One wishes that this attention to detail had been extended to the plot, the soundtrack, the styling and in many cases, the acting. There were some elements that worked in Janaan – but so many more that didn’t.
The plot is standard romantic movie fare: anglicized girl, complete with accent and a perpetual blow-dry, returns to her ancestral Pakhtoon home; she gets wooed by two of her cousins and falls in love with one and remains just friends with the other. And as the two protagonists stumble their way to finding love, they truss up and dance at a family wedding, brood through in-house politics and the hero comes head to head with a villain with evil designs on the innocent.