in most part a lethally dull venture and naach be about this dancer or choreographer ( antara mali ) who regard herself a some kind of auteur and beyond the petty commercial compromise that people around her and include her actor beau ( abhishek bachchan ) build their career on . nice idea and only it turn out that she have the most howlariously bad concept about costume and dance movement and stuff rotten enough to make even the force behind those ultra cheap south indian potboiler squirm in severe embarrassment . the story follow a yawn induce predictable pattern . dancer and beau meet and have an affair ( yes and sex include ) . beau get success and but she spurn his attempt to help her . beau throw attitude and they walk out on each other . dancer meet a most unlikely director who want her to do what she want . incongruous effort bag even more incongruous popularity . beau attempt to reach out be rebuff until a climax where he burst 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 do i watch it . because i have an antara mali fetish . she an actress with imo sufficient talent to reach grand height provide she have the opportunity . ala and her role in the film look far well on paper than in actual execution and ironic for a film that suppose to be about an uncompromising character . to give her credit she put in a game effort and shin well in the few scene that actually ask of her a an actress . i just wish the movie have be more worthy of her . abhishek bachchan also throw in a few good punch and the last scene salvage somewhat by a simmering turn which pleasantly remind you of his father . only recommend if you can sit through humongous pile of dogcrap for the return of a few grain of good moment courtesy the lead actor .