Anurag Basu’s Life in a METRO (2007) had soul. It felt lived-in, relatable, and refreshingly real. Eighteen years later, MetroInDino arrives—written and directed by Basu again, produced by T-Series and Anurag Basu Productions—and tries hard to recreate that magic. Tries being the key word.
Like its predecessor, the film explores relationships across ages—teenagers to senior citizens—all with a musical backdrop. But here’s the problem: none of these relationships feel new. We’ve seen every one of these dynamics before. Worse, they’re served with a side of predictability that kills the emotional impact before it even begins.
At times, there are flickers of fun. But mostly, it feels like a forced ensemble effort, where everyone’s trying hard to cry, love, laugh, and heal in under three hours—without the depth to make us care. Every character is a walking cliché. Nothing feels fresh. And no, glossy cinematography can’t cover up hollow writing.
Then there’s the mandatory checkbox feminism—loud, shallow, and conveniently woke without ever scratching the surface. What’s cheap is mocking homemakers. Being a housewife isn’t a failure—it’s strength, sacrifice, and choice. Success isn’t about necklines, hemlines or pay checks. It’s about respect—for all paths women choose. Every issue gets its five-minute spotlight before the camera moves on to the next sob story.
By the time the film hits its halfway mark, the sheen starts to wear off. And just like the movie says—everything has a shelf life. This one expires faster than expected.
Aditya Roy Kapur is charming, sure, but he plays Aditya Roy Kapur—as always. Sara Ali Khan walks straight out of the stereotype handbook, right from her awkward costume to the predictable expressions tailor made for such characters. Konkona Sen Sharma? same old. Pankaj Tripathi is reliably good, but you can’t help missing Irrfan. Fatima Sana Shaikh brings some spark. Ali Fazal is fine. Neena Gupta and Anupam Kher do their job—nothing more, nothing less.
Cinematography by Abhishek and Anurag Basu is polished. Editing (Bodhaditya Banerjee & Satish Gowda) keeps things moving. Pritam’s music? Fun, but where’s the heart? It doesn’t stay with you like the original. Dialogues work in flashes, but the direction feels… factory-made.
MetroInDino feels like being stuck at a traffic signal. You see a lot, you hear a lot, but there’s nothing to take home. And if you’re in a relationship—this movie may just make you question why.
MetroInDino – METALLIC !!
2.25/5
B.U.Shreesha







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