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#Review: Two Much: Same Gossip, Fewer Calories (and Possibly No Caffeine at All)

So, I started watching Two Much on Amazon Prime with—well—too much excitement. Kajol and Twinkle together? That’s like pairing drama with diction—fire meets finesse. A celestial collision of charm and cheek!

But five minutes in, I realized the show’s guest list looks less “Bollywood elite” and more “people-who-couldn’t-say-no-because-they’re-friends.” You know, that housewarming party where your husband’s colleague, your old yoga partner, and your cousin’s friend all turn up—out of obligation, not enthusiasm. That’s the energy.

Honestly, Two Much feels like what would happen if Karan Johar’s old schoolmates got jealous of Koffee with Karan and decided to launch a spin-off. Same gossip, fewer calories. 😉
Only this one’s less espresso shot, more lukewarm decaf.

Now, I adore Twinkle Khanna’s humour—posh, precise, and playfully savage—and Kajol? She’s the human version of a live-wire meme. Together, they should’ve been an unstoppable duo. But somewhere between the trailer’s promises and the telecast’s pauses, the show forgot to exhale.

Episode one (Salman & Aamir) was a bit like expecting a live fireworks display and getting two birthday candles that gave up halfway. Kajol was trying to steer the ship, Twinkle threw in the zingers, but the guests looked like they’d wandered into a literature panel by mistake.

By episode two (Alia & Varun), things did improve slightly. Kajol seemed more comfortable, and Twinkle’s dry wit finally found a few safe landing spots. But the conversations still carried that “let’s just get through this” vibe—like a PTA meeting with better lighting.

And don’t even get me started on the “Paneer Section.” (Yes, that’s actually a thing.) The hosts pause gossip to sprinkle in some moral protein about “the woman behind every successful man.” Sweet sentiment. But the execution? Imagine shoving feminism into a teacup between celebrity giggles. Even Govinda looked like he wanted to ghost the question.

So here’s my completely unfiltered verdict:

💅 Two Much is ambitious, pretty, and occasionally charming, but also too rehearsed, too hesitant, and occasionally too Twinkle for its own good.
☕ The hype? Definitely too much.
😂 The humour? Selectively effective.
💤 The content? Desperately needs caffeine—and maybe Karan’s cheeky cue cards.

And yet, here I am—every Thursday—watching it again. Because someone has to complain responsibly, right?