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Bheja Fry: i’m loving eat!

bhejafry the movie

Bored with your regular bollywood meals from the Johars and Chopras, who serve you the same old butter-chicken or paneer butter masala in varied formats, only changing plates and the glasses that you hardly notice? then it’s time you taste Sagar Bellary’s latest french cuisine with desi ghee-rice and plain daal.

it seems the story is heavily inspired from a French movie (doesnt annoy me; we’re hardly an innovative tribe) and that very fact has drawing lots of flaks from the eminent critics (again that’s hardly surprising). see these critics are like those testers whose focus is solely upon finding defects. But as a consumer, interested only in the take-away experience, who cares to find the technical / strategical flaws? leave them to the movie jurors to decide for the awards.

So, the movie works for me. for two simple reasons: a. it lets me laugh a lot without the cheap treatment of double-meaning jokes and stupid caricatures (am i sounding a bit intellectual here 🙂 ?) and b. engaging plot-outline and the stupendous performance of Vinay Pathak, who does full justice to the title giving a hair-raising experience to his tormentor in the film (Rajat Kappor), as well the audience who spilled the pop-corns everywhere.

So, HURRY, till the stock lasts and enjoy eating well-cooked and tasty BhejaFry. a pinch of salt more would’ve made it even better, but i’m not complaining…

q.jpg Tell me who should’ve partnered with ‘BhejaFry the movie‘ like an increasing number of corporates are using movie themes to promote their products (Tata-bus / Honeymoon Travels, Hero cycles / Guru)?

Mentos – dimag ki batti jala de… 🙂 could see a good opp to align their product here.

Music: My favorites 
Kaun-Kiska-Hua-Hai-Yahaan
Sab-Hoshiyaar

April 18, 2007 at 6:06 pm 19 comments

Delhi Heights: ouch! it bites!

Delhi Heights

To consolidate a two-hour torturous filmi experience that Delhi Heights instilled on my soul, only a few words are worth the pain; A height of frustration, like that one handed rock-climber, who suddenly felt like scratching his **** while hanging from a rock! it was only the irreversible sadness of digging a hole in the pocket that refrained me from running away after the interval, reminding me how wise it would be to enjoy (atleast) a 2 hour free cooling in this hot summer… i felt nothing better than that rock climber, you know!

so, do you still expect me to write a review of a film that i only pretended to see? 🙂 the online versions are out already, figure out on your own if you’re really interested! they say that there lies an opportunity in every adversity; see if you could pull out one!! On that positive-finding note, here is one that may work. If you have never been to Delhi, then it may not be a bad idea to visually experience the city through a movie camera!

Rabbi’s songs are highly touted, but, except for this one (Tere Bin), they really fail to stand out!

Tere Bin
Dilli
You can find the lyrics of the song here

April 3, 2007 at 11:44 pm 3 comments

Namaste London: Na-Ma-taste

namaste-london.jpg

Namastey London revolves around the characters of Jasmeet aka Jazz (Katrina Kaif), a highly pampered daughter of Mr and Mrs Manmohan Singh (Rishi Kapoor and Nina Wadia). Jazz despite her dad’s utter dislike wants to marry her thrice divorced English boss, Charlie Brown (Clive Standen) , a self-centred, bigoted, unpleasant fellow.

To get rid of such whimsical and no-brainer desire of her unrealistic daughter, Mr Singh plans a trip to India under the pretext of visiting motherland and long lost relatives. Singh, actually, intends to get Jazz married off to a desi cultured groom. But little did he know that he would have to meet a bunch of stupid wannabe grooms obsessed with Indian Idol, K-soaps and Numerology gurus. [source: Gomolo.in]

Not really much to say about a film, which again pokes an ugly thought in me – why dont some people still realise that we’re really tired of those rotten naacha-gaana-rona-dhona-fir mil jaana, and everybody-knows-what type of movies? are they simply ignorant or over confident, thinking they can test the viewers’ patience and simply get away with it, raking the moolah at cinema-goers’ expenses. Sorry Mr Vipul Shah, but why dont you try your luck somewhere else, may be in Dubai?

And of-course when you see online versions arriving all over the web on the very 2nd day of a movie release, you must realize that it is already on its way to the theater managers’ disposal bins.

Music sounds good with a couple of numbers that i really liked.
Main Jahan Rahoon

Yahi hota hai pyar

March 27, 2007 at 10:26 pm 26 comments

Just Married: hard to adjust!

Did Meghna Gulzar and Farhan Akhtar share a storyline that involved a few newly-wed couples, an old odd couple and a honeymoon journey with tweaks here and there over a coffee table chat? Jokes apart, while Farhan went out to produce a slick Honeymoon Travels, Gulzar came up with a less exciting Just Married.

So, if you’ve already watched HT, then JM has nothing much more to offer except for an out-of-context, hero-heroine-must-unite kind of ending, which actually threatens to take away all the little goodies from the movie. sure, All goes well that ends well! Just Married is an easy-going movie that tries to address the post marital agonies of newly marrieds. though it goes a little over here and there, it manages to flow well until the end. While Fardeen Khan surprises me with his first-ever good performance on screen, Esha Deol just manages to hang in within the level of viewers’ tolerance! among the supporing cast, Kiran Kher and Satish Kaushik as the odd old couple are excellent and garner the maximum laughter.

The songs, from Pritam’s stable, are the shining grace and thoroughly enjoyable. below are my favorites for you to listen.
Ram Milaye Jodi
Gudgudee
Jaagte Raho

March 20, 2007 at 1:06 pm 5 comments

Hattrick: cool tricks on a sticky pitch

the irony is that Hattrick, the movie set up at the backdrop of a frantic cricket craze and clearly marketed with the aim to cash in the worldcup fever, came on my way when Bangladesh, the so called minnows, was royally screwing up the indian crorepati cricketers!

Mithun Luthria, one of the new breed of indian filmmakers, who tries to be different, delivered a stunner in Taxi No 9211. the expectations were so high that Hattrick despite being good couldnt really live up to it. but then it isn’t lame either; it succeeded in addressing a few issues that billions of indians are asking today – why are we so besotted with this game? the doctor, who works tirelessly for saving thousands; the scientists who help the country in launching a satellite, and so many like them who contribute silently and make the real impact; do we even thank them? but we make those IDIOTS earn crores who are not even worth the adulations they get…

and just when you yawn thinking what the f*** is going on, Hattrick picks up the pace and takes you through a channel of provoking thoughts with its slick presentation and well nursed humors. on the music front, Pritam’s numbers were excellent and would surely make you shake your butts 🙂 so, leave the idiot-box and go watch; it really gives comfort at the time when the heart is burning from rage and the fists getting tightened to lash upon guru greg and his f***** chela Dravid & co.

Update: Such was the outrage from the viewers after the much hyped Team India crashed out of the WC, INOX in Pune, in a rare move, pulled off the movie in the middle of the week fearing backlash and damage in their premise. poor guys, who worked hard for the movie, my heart goes out to them for having suffered for no fault of theirs. it’s irony that the one despite making the right noise got buried under the increasing fury!

ek pal mein
rabba khair kare

March 18, 2007 at 3:26 pm 1 comment

Nehle pe Dehla: Stay FAR away!

nehle pe dehlaThere’s not even one positive thing that could emerge from this movie. looked like an old canned movie (most probably started long ago), resembling much to those typical david dhawan styled cheap Govinda starrers, which suddenly got pushed out of trash in a hope to cash in on the comedy trend that is sweeping viewers thesedays. while watching the movie, one may feel that the clock had somehow turned few years back, when you were used to watch those ssssilly ssssilly rich girl duped by uncle, saved by poor hero from bad guys, and lived happily there after stories with many ENGROSSING open field nacha-gaanas and blood boiling dhisoom-dhisooms. this post should thereby act as a satutatory warning to alert you on the possibility of being robbed of some precious and valuable time!

  • Why would someOne want to waste so much of money by producing such a crap? (maybe the dons do!)
  • SomeOne might have had a chaddi over his face while shooting? (that’s the only way once could produce such a shit; even Aslam bhai could do better!)

Even the music, except for this track is below mark and doesnt merit any attention!

(more…)

March 12, 2007 at 7:08 pm 3 comments

Nishabd: a costly silence though…

As the curtains come down, one is left with an eerie silence; trying to overcome the uneasiness of a relation that is brilliantly etched by director Ramgopal Verma and superbly performed by Amitabh Bachhan. Nishabd is a bold attempt by every sense – specially its climax though it’s unlikely to find many takers among the mass. though one may find a few loopholes in the theme, the overblown and unrealistic Anything-but-Sexual kind of lust, this movie has all the trappings of a classic from the film-making point of view. What remains to be seen is, whether the public embraces it. To sum it up, Nishabd will get a thumbs-up from the thinking class, but unlikely to fare well in the box-office!

March 6, 2007 at 5:33 pm 6 comments

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