A transport story for young people about a failed love Routine melodrama. Everything is sluggish, sluggish, predictable.
The plot is based on a simple story about the reincarnation of lovers.
Lovers leave much to be desired. Actors do not shine, they try, but with a creak, habitually practicing what they have already done in other films many, many times.
Rajesh Khanna (Kakaji, as his family aptly nicknamed him) is pale and sweet. Favorite of the Soviet audience Hema Malini, beautiful as a doll, but no more. It seems that the actors are not able to show love, and are absolutely indifferent to each other.
Perhaps it is not their fault, the script itself is boring, the characters are poorly worked out, and are not personally colored in any way. Not living, suffering, searching people, but beautiful talking mannequins.
However, Mehbooba has pluses:
The famous composer R. D. Burman wrote good songs that are better perceived separately from the film. These are meditative compositions in the traditional style, with the vocals of the legendary Kishore Kumar and Ashi Bhosl.
Another plus is the magnificent palace of Maharaja Mysore, where a number of scenes were filmed. Rich, pretentious interiors in the Indo-Saracin style. Reliefs, gilding, columns, colored stained glass windows, and among all this splendor dances Hema Malini! it is worth seeing!
P.S. "Mehbooba" is like a film about a great love that has stepped through the centuries, but blows icy cold from the screen. Apparently beautiful decor, bright costumes and good music, can not correct the lack of serious creative work, true romance and passion.
And the plot for India of the 70s, with its active tendency to modernize Hinduism and a healthy doubt about the very doctrine of the transmigration of souls, is clearly outdated.