sherlock and me

Am always late with catching up on what’s good on TV and Movies coz ma not an avid watcher. Most bore me to death anyway, and I’d rather just read on the laptop with what time I get, plus the husband’s downtime after a long day at work is watching TV, so I generally do not have much of a say or care to have a say on the remote at home.

Since last week being tied down to bed has made me look at various options to keep the Vicodin soaked brain entertained when not under the influence. Watched a couple of foreign movies – Intouchables (French) and Headhunters (Norwegian) and loved them both. Then figured I’ll move into TV-HBO series and Sherlock popped up. So here I am after completing series 1 and I thought that was all there was and the new season was starting and was overjoyed on being caught up, when someone says “season 3” on twitter.


So am on season 2, and well, Benedict Cumberbatch is awesome as quixotic Sherlock , but Martin Freeman’s the adorable Dr. Watson and I love him more.

Besides the sheer ingenuity of cracking the mysteries using deductive reasoning skills, what made me go “Yesss” was that there was someone out there, a character albeit, but someone out there who resonated with me. No, wait, I’ll explain.

Things jump at me. Behaviors, words, tones, actions. Of people mostly. They jump at me and form this tiny little puzzle in my head. Small pieces of jigsaw. I don’t search for them, *they* come to me. They fall into place as I go about doing my thing, and one day, taxa, the picture forms – about them, on them, around them. It happens a lot. I most certainly do not go around being the sleuth, and invariably the picture I form based on all these little clues is about 9 times out of 10 fairly accurate.

I dont gloat, I don’t proclaim, but when something doesn’t seem square and happy with how one behaves with me (around me) it triggers these flashes and they all just sit around idly, like a clump, and one day, they suddenly start shuffling and quickly arrange themselves into a pattern. Then they stare back at me and go
“hello, can u see?”

..and I can’t help but see.

People think am weird. So Ive stopped speaking my mind out. It hurts to have all these things inside your head and not let them out. I do on occasion. Usually the not so good images are the ones that form. Speak that out loud and I seem like an evil character, who’s out to get people (people who are otherwise nice and they aren’t all bad, just that they are more gray than white) and am paranoid. I assume, am told. I need to lay off and take folks are face value. I am told again and again. No one’s out to get you.

Of course No one is out to get me.

They can try and they will fall flat on their nose, am smart – I will get hurt, but I survive and that is a quality of success and winner and am nothing short of one considering how far and how interesting my life’s been.

What the point is, it isn’t me, it is them or whoever it is that jumps at me in my head. The focus is on the person.

For the most part I watch. I tend not to react quick, and I give the person fair chance. Twice, thrice and so many more based on how close they are, how vested I am in the relationship, and things along those lines, and then I snap. Then there is no turning back.

It’s sad.

It’s actually frightening to be me. It’s very lonely being me. Coz I see things that many don’t. The not-good stuff, the gut instinct, the 6th sense, the things that jar.

Watching sherlock in all his quixotic and strange ways and how he frustrated he gets when folks don’t “get” what he sees naturally, the exasperated slowing down to explain things out. Yeah, am 10% of that. No, am not a genius, am just weird and I wish I wasn’t.


businessman review (telugu)

I never particularly cared for Mahesh Babu until I saw Athadu when I was visiting India. First day, first show and I was bowled. They say it’s chemistry, and there are different factors at play when one decides to flip over – either way. Since then I like the guy. There is a certain charm to his brusque dialog delivery, the rarely there smile and the body language with which he plays the angry young man with such elan.

I watched Pokiri and I was completely smitten. He *was* what the telugu industry really needed. A handsome hot hero, who will not mince words, or look like he was acting when he looked hot on screen.

Last night, I skipped dinner and made the 8 pm show with a couple of friends. Walked in just as the movie was starting, and almost swooned into my seat seeing our man’s serious profile on the big screen. I whooped,much to the embarrassment of my friends, and fished out my phone, took a picture and tweeted it out. (Occasionally I stray from that level headed woman I claim to be in real life)

I liked the movie in its entirety. If I may be bold as to draw a parallel, I’d compare it to a stypical ARR song. His ongs dont do much for you on the first go, and thenthey grow on you. This movie, and Mahesh’s character grown on you, and as Nasseer puts it much into the movie “The more I hear and spend time with you, the more I am becoming fond of you. You have your ideals alright, just wish you were on this side of the track”


There really isn’t much of a story, just small details and mafia and a story of one man’s crusade in outwitting a bunch of bigwigs to prove a point. The story’s backbone are the words. It’s like reading a play like Seinfeld. The dialogs are the story. Without them, there isn’t much to hold it all together.

Mahesh’s character was full of analogies. Some worked, a few didn’t. Too caught up in the arrogance of it all, and it did come across like he was preaching.

There is some element of romance in the story, but even that is skewed coz of the character being so strong in his vision, it doesn’t seem right and even hollow when he claims he is in love with her. At least it did to me.

The plot weakened even more and quickly in the last 20 minutes. A few loose ends, and am usually okay with that, coz I do not believe in handing things on a platter to the viewer, but some things didn’t gel.

Language and Action:

Got to know that the language was bad in the movie, so was bracing myself for it. However, I was pleasantly (and thankfully) surprised that all of those words got bleeped out! Really. Every single word that Mahesh uttered that wasn’t right was canceled out by white noise. I think that makes a *huge* difference in the overall effect of the movie. Of course I could guess what he was saying, but not hearing it loud, helps. I came out of the theater pleased and I am positive I wouldn’t have enjoyed it very much otherwise. As in, am no prude and I can cuss when you catch me at a bad time, but free flowing cuss words as part of normal speech is not polished. I like my men (actors) polished.

What did not make sense was his continuous usage of the telugu equivalent of the word b*tch when he referred to this girl he was in love with. See, that didnt make sense to me. The character was not blue collar, he knew what he was doing. When you love someone, you don’t throw cuss at them. That was a serious character flaw, that am pretty sure most self-respecting women would not appreciate. In that regard, I just didn’t get the girl’s character. Heck, regardless of who the guy is, he doesn’t treat me right, he will be kicked out. That’s basic self-respect for you. This is what we teach our girls. So that was not right. Use language elsewhere, why towards this girl, and for no good reason?

Action sequences were intense, and I liked them.

It’s our superhero with everyone else being cardboard effigies scenario. As an afterthought, I’d like to see our “heros” get hurt occasionally. Unless he is wearing his underpants over skinny pants, am losing the super hero charm ever so slightly.


Bhaag saala – is arrogant and angry. I guess it was to set the tone of the movie.

Pilla Chao – I don’t remember much of it, but am sure Kajal Agarwal looked all cute.

Sir Osthara – Loved the visuals. The beach and that fancy round medallion all were on.

Chandamama Navve – is sexy and the chemistry between the two is bang on. The infamous kiss they share was really a sorry excuse for one. Raj Kapoor would roll in his grave, the man got this kind of  kiss passed by censors back in 1978. That was disappointing for all that hype.

Bad Boys – No idea what or who the heck that was.


I had to put this in, coz I love watching dance choreographs. Not all are graceful, yet they all look great on screen. It’s the duty of the choreographer to fine tune a move to make the guy look good. Mahesh is graceful for his height, but he is tall and lanky and moving that length around requires some thought and skill. I have to look up who the dance master was, but I liked the routines. Simple enough, but different.


Mahesh Babu: He’s grown into this angry young man mold so well. Such maturity, control and confidence. He must have believed in the script completely for him to feel, breathe his character in his sleep. One can tell when an actor ceases to be on and becomes his character. Absolutely loved his portrayal of this young man simmering with rage and anger and one that keeps you guessing on his motives till the end. We thought he’s going to turn into an undercover cop at the end, but that would have been too predictable.   A fiery glint in eyes and a smile that bordered on creepy, he played a borderline OCD psycho. Kept himself grounded in some, and let it go in some others. His character sketching alone was commendable.

Kajal Agarwal: She was cute and all that. Showed some sense of brains and rebeled against him. Just wish she was fleshed out more. Girls and women need to be shown a lot more stronger than they are  – especially in Tollywood. I loved her outfits. very chic and cool.

Ayesha Sinha – what was the film maker thinking? No, seriously? I write stories, and a ton of you around do too. When we write stories, we bring in characters for a purpose. They serve a small or large enough purpose. When you edit, you scrutinize and you edit so you make your script/story as crisp as you can. If she was brought in for comic relief, well, I’ll grudgingly accept it. Her accent was ridiculous. Really. I live away from desh, and I rarely meet a young second generation Telugu girl with as heavy an accent as she did. Yes, some accent, not the kind that this “dumb blonde” portrayed. The theater laughed every time she came on, regardless of whether we understood what she was saying or not.

Nasser and Prakash Raj: I respect these two men. They are amazingly real when they take on a character, and really, that is all that needs to be said.


The movie has been written off as useless. I however, don’t think it can be so easily dismissed. There was a message in there. The film maker got this slightly offbeat thoughts on the ill-society and how it could be fixed. There are always two sides to a coin. It takes some effort to take the quirky, un-used take and see where it takes you. I know, Ive been there many times, and it is most definitely not a conscious act. Mine I mean, not the movie’s.

The dialogs are to the point, no mincing with extras and even the analogies used were (from his point) right on. When he describes society’s hypocritical methods and the touted honesty and purity in ways, they do ring true. Am not commending the thought, but it is a valid thought. One that does hold water. As he also says – You see it one way, I see it the other way, we both are correct in our own ways, but what works for that situation holds and will triumph.

That’s the film maker’s message to his audience. Mahesh delivers it excellently. That said, there were two places where the flow and the transition of message didn’t go smooth. It seemed cliched to have Mahesh become this “lets turn the society around” guy coz of a personal vendetta. That again, could be rationalized, with his dialog as he fights Prakash Raj.

“It’s not just you, You are not the entire reason of me being this way. You also played a role, there were others too. This place needs to be fixed..”

However, after all this, Mahesh comes back witha  steely glint in his eyes, boring through your head, gripping your soul in his gaze and gives you a stern lecture on capitalizing your potential. Have a dream. Achieve it. Live it. Ace the 11th mile, why stop with 10th.

As noble and necessary that message is to the present society, I didn’t get how he arrived there. During the entire movie, it was him, his role, his money, his “bhai” status, his anger. When did the switch flip to him actually taking the effort to motivate the rest of us?

I didn’t get it. Treat them separately, and not as a contiguous cause and effect, it’s all good. Mahesh is effective. Just hope someone is listening.


3.5 /5 (I didn’t come out with a headache, and the movie jogged along just fine.)

Final Call:

Can someone please pass a law or something to not have frikkin’ romantic songs in an action movie! Seriously.

Mahesh Babu is a cutie. He’s gotten more angular in his face, but boy, is he hot and cute and all that rolled into one eye candy or what?

panjaa review (telugu)

The new Pawan Kalyan movie – Panjaa – got my attention on twitter and when husband suggested we go catch the 10:20, I was motivated a little more than my normal :No, am tired, not tonight” – hmmm.. okay, ignore that excuse, but you get the drift.

So off we went and was pleasantly surprised to see some folks we knew and some more that filled half the hall. Maybe paying $14 per ticket was not so bad after all we thought, as I settled down with some greasy nachos and cheese. (before you judge me, I made do with some soup for dinner so.. still, I know, am ashamed!) More folks piled in, and it must go on record that fully grown adult men are probably the most fickle when it comes to deciding where they wanted to sit and watch a movie. One trio moved around so much, that I almost heckled them! There were lots of groups and I even spied a few kids (which in retrospect was not a good idea at all, and not just because of the timing) and movie started on time.

The opening credits were some stylish graphics. That certainly created a favorable start to the movie.


I had no idea on the story and the movie, and since amnot subject to any kind of promos, am usually going in with an open blank mind. It helps tremendously that I can come out with an opinion untainted to the most part, except one that my own psyche offers.

So it started fine, with the mafia, mob, loyalties, rival gangs including fleeing rats established. The story was crisp until this heroine shows up. Then it softens considerably and it falters in holding onto its original premise on just being cold ruthless gangs. At many points, I was applauding the way a scene was going only to be shot down by the next. Be it slowing the pace or adding in an element that diverts from the original premise.

Movie was meant to be mafia-based. However, there was no establishing story for these mobs. Political, drug, cartel, prostitution or just plain ruling. Nothing was shown. Nothing was hinted. So there the mobs, and guns and grenades kept flying at each other with no firm base. RGV’s Sarkar had a political backing. This didn’t. It made the audience’s job harder on understanding what the war was all about.

Then it became personal. Very personal, and more angles kept coming in. More bad guys attacking our anorexic heroine, the continuous fights, and knives and spears. Romance was not such a bad idea except that the story lingered too long on it.Maybe that’s what the makers meant for it to do, but it didn’t do much for keeping the attention focused. Either it was a mob movie or it was a mob guy’s tragic story. Somehow one cannot imagine and accept a mob guy to be romantic and have a life behind a green house and a botanist. Am not saying it isn’t possible, just that either/or can take central stage. Having two diverse themes vie for attention equally messes it up. Having our hero walk off into the sunset didn’t do much for me at the end.

Comedy was timed well and Brahmanandam breathes some much need fresh air into the story. It’s funny how this part of the story stuck with me for a long time after, coz of its light comedy and much needed reprieve after all the senseless blowing people’s brains off first half of the movie. Though when you really think about it, this angle and story of some ass behind the girl, wasan addendum to an already heavy war left behind in Kolkotta. Why? I don’t know. I guess, we like complications a lot and solving them gives everyone a sense of purpose.

Then there was gore. So much gore, it needs a separate space of its own below.

There was a lot going for the story. Clutter got added in and it lost its perspective.


The first bar/club dance by Jahnavi was just useless waste of everyone’s time, money and effort. Nothing was going for it. It was a pretend “Sheila ki Jawani” where she now says “touch me”.

The best song was his dancing number – Paparayudu. I just noticed that it was Hemachandra – also featured on my blog ;-) – who sang it and by God – our brows un-creased and feet tapped, whistles flew and screams filled the hall. Everyone loved it. Maybe it was the song or maybe we all had it with the gore and were ready to cheer a bit.

The title song placed at the end reminds you of Magadheera’s final title track. Stylish and neat. Nicely done.


Pawan Kalyan: Before I go further, let me go on record and say I am not a huge fan of this actor. I think he’s decent looking and adds a good dose of attitude to his style, which can go either way, but when the scenes rolled, I remembered what annoyed me most about him. His dialog delivery. There is absolutely no enunciation of words where necessary and telugu rolls off his tongue way too smooth. It gets hard keeping track of what he says, and when one has to focus so much on dialogs, the rest kinda get lost, unfortunately.

I loved his whole mean look. Quiet, shooting from the hip, the sardar-without-pagdi look, and his demeanor. Suave, no talk, let my actions speak. ..and then he got all chatty. That spoilt his image to a large extent.

Thought he executed his part okay. Mob, hit-man, awkward lover, anguished hero (that he failed miserably at) and then the savior of all things right and integrity. His best parts were with Brahmandam, and the mass song therein. Completely out of character for the role he was executing, but ironically, that’s the part that stood out.

Sarah Jane Dias as Sandhya: If you saw Rockstar and thought Nargis needed some heavy duty acting lessons, this girl could learn from Nargis. No, am dead serious. After she put on some muscle and meat on those bones of hers, but not before she fixed her teeth. What the hell is happening with our Miss world contests these days?! ..and am rarely this harsh.

Anjali as Jahnavi:  The girl isn’t hot. She was supposed to be hot and sexy. She was a bar/club dancer who had the hots for our man, but he didn’t and then she got clubbed to death by this sadistic ass. What a role. The poor thing.

The two girls reminded me of these long distance runners. Bony with 1% body fat and not where it should be. Not that there is anything wrong with it, just that this was not a runners movie!

Jackie-Shroff – He should have stopped acting. After Hero. I loved him then. His eyes are now sunk deep, his face is dead pan and he isn’t a hunk no more. So well, he acted fine and did his usual chest-thumping my son stuff and then he got all cuckoo. Not convincing.

Ali and Brahmandam – coasted along fine, doing what they normally do with elan.

Tanikella Bharani – did a fine job. I like the guy. He reminds me of the kind of roles that Rao Gopal Rao used to do. All nice but sneaky.

Atul Kulkarni – Now this was a nice meaty character. I liked that role of opposing mob leader and escapist. Neatly executed and ended with a whimper. Sad.

Sesh Adivi as Munna: Guy plays his role with such gusto, that if you run into him at the elevator, you’d cower in the corner hoping you don’t breathe and offend him while looking like something the cat dragged in. Kinda steeped in hate and disgust, it must have took some sleepless nights for him to act like how he did. I wouldn’t be too surprised if he shows up as some sort of leading man sometime soon. He has a lot going for him. Just look at him!


Yeah, I had to! There was so much of it, that I intend to shred it to pieces. Movie would have been rated NC-17 for explicit violence and language. Sure words got bleeped out, but the un-necessary visuals of all violent acts was just not needed for any effect. I believe that the audience is intelligent and will think if you let them. Hinting at what was going on without actually showing it creates a cold terror. I was very disappointed with that part.

For instance:  Jahnavi’s killing. (similar to Asin’s badgering in Ghajini). Showing her getting smashed in face and then those plates falling on her, my own two cents is not show the victim, but the rage on the guy’s face. Gives room for the actor in question to improvise and expand, and allows the audience to imagine what he is doing. A blank that most adults can fill and is just a lot more subtle. So was Sampath’s piercing of the tree stump. We all knew when our hero was getting close to it and bleeding, did we really have to see poor Sampath’s contorted face with that stump through him?

There’s more but I’ll stop. The point is, am not against gore if it is used to prove a point where the premise calls for it. Why use an axe when a scissor could do the trick?


I can’t believe am actually observing the camera enough to write about it! But yes, some really lovely shots were used. Wide angle shot of Jackie wailing over his son’s body, the clean crispness of the fights from above, the close-up lingering shots on the actors’ faces. Good stuff.

Editing and Deja Vu:

The movie in execution had many instances of “little bits of this and little bits of that”. It’s still okay to borrow ideas – the creative medium allows such copying, but only if you make it your own. Without that, it just seems shameless pilfering and aping. Some worked well, some didn’t.

This and the escape scene. So much of Mission Impossible’s Moroccan street chase was mimicked, but it went well with the theme and it looked good. The scene where he starts running in grass was another deja vu. To me, it seemed  “Avatar”. Jahnavi’s death was Ghajini remake. Some told me there were Balu references.

The editing was again inconsistent. Some parts were zip-zap-zoom. Wonderful. No fuss and no muss. The pivotal point where lives change within a few hours, was brilliantly executed. From PK’s gambit with Sampath’s son, to Munna’s senseless action, to PK’s escape to Jahnavi’s brutal murder to Munna’s ultimate death. The movie’s only real kudos was to the flawless crisp way these 15 minutes were handled.

Same goes for the quick flashback of PK’s mom and sister’s rape and death. Quick and enough to get the message across.

There were no need for all the extra songs. Seriously. Am not going all RGV on you, but let a genre decide the existence and placement of songs! It’s time.

What gives: 

I’ll go ahead and give it a 3 stars. For effort. Coz you can tell there was some effort involved in putting this together. From where  I come from, Effort is respected higher than Achievement.

If we got this as a DVD, I may have walked away halfway. Coz when Intermission rolled, all of us went “what? there’s intermission and it is *now*?” Coz you see, we don’t get breaks for Hollywood movies, and most of the time based on length of Bolly/tollywood cinemas, we keep to that practice.


*and that’s probably the longest review I have ever written on a movie that didn’t really woo me!*

Ra.One [a review of the good, bad and ugly]

Occasionally the husband and I have the time and interest to physically step out to catch a movie in town. Most of the times, we indulge in the DVD. Having a home theater (and plunging considerable money on it) has its benefits, thankfully. We are a family obsessed with sports and movies. Though am the lone ranger who does not share that kind of obsession, but just a “healthy interest” in both.

What with seeing the movie’s promos every evening (no, we weren’t flooded like u guys back in India); AND with our next door multiplex starting to show Bollywood movies, it was not too hard a decision to run away on a week night to watch Ra One. I know, we are getting so daring; watching 2nd show on a work/week day and all. Living life on the edge I tell you!

Anyway, we left, stuffed to the seam with my Diwali food, parked along with other handful of cars and entered. The place is dead. I see about 6 very loud group of desis in a corner and we acknowledge each other in true desi style. We ignored the others presence and while the girls continued stuffing their bellies with popcorn, the guys got busy with their phones. We bought tickets, and moved towards the hall, me doing a completely out of character thing and refusing husband’s offer of popcorn. Twice. I *am* growing old I tell you, being healthy and wise and all..

So we sit, and I counted all of 16 folks including a toddler girl running all around. Their parents got a ton of brownie points from me, when they decided to sit at the corner near the doors. Quick escape route was chalked out well. I loved that move, wish more parents were like them. By the time the movie actually starts, the hall’s filled to twice that number.

Usually I just ramble between the like and the dislike parts of a movie while doing a very personal review, but am thinking I’ll do it differently this time. Especially since it’s been whipped to death on Twitter and the usual movie critics and sure maybe they (critics) do know better, but then again, I am of the firm belief that movies are an artform that is to a very good level personal. If potty humor works for a slice, then subtlety works for others.

The catch is in the delivery and a cohesiveness of the piece as a whole. So, how does the whole piece work for you? It worked ok for me and my husband. But that’s just us, despite me being the less tolerant one for Bollywood nonsense. It may or may not work for you, and the review below and ones floating all over the web, will just add and tilt your decision.

So here we go:

The Good: [Yes, there is good, so stop the snickering already!]

  • SFX. As some of the Hollywood folks say, it means that Bollywood is really ready to compete in the big leagues. (It has a while, but this made folks sit up and notice)
  • The car chase with Kareena and the kid doing the getaway from the Ra One is probably the most nicely done scene. It takes the movie on par with any of the fight scenes in the thrillers of Hollywood; Terminator, Mission Impossible and such. Sharp, incisive and of perfect length.
  • Kareena. Boy, is she hot or is she hot?! Proof in the fact that women on hitting the 30’s reach a whole new level of sensuality. She also does her role justice. She’s come a long way from her very annoying K3G era.
  • Arjun Rampal does a cameo 15 minute role. The guy has always been hot, and here he is smoldering. Very underplayed, but when he did get on screen, he lights up. Yes, I like a deadpan, especially when it’s named Arjun Rampal. Sue me!
  • The story was alright. It started fine enough and had some good potential to become a PG 13 movie, except that it got lost mid-way.
  • The train sequence was excellent. Again some copying from Terminator (when SRK goes peeping into the coaches); but it was executed very well. Except that there really was no need to see poor VT go down the way it did, but all in the name of effects.
  • Did I mention special effects?
  • Chamak Challo: Akon and Kareena made that song. Criminal is alright except that one cannot take eyes off Kareena. The girl stole most of the show. Some parts the background music added a nice touch.
  • The kid is alright. He could have used a haircut, but that’s just me.
  • I also liked the movie’s disclaimer on stunts. SRK’s line towards the end also warning for no one to try this at home. No idea who came up with it, producer, SRK or legal, but that was a responsible thing unheard of in Bollywood, and it didn’t go un-noticed.

The Bad: [Aren’t you happy?]

  • Storyline got lost somewhere in the middle. I understand it’s a fantasy/sci-fi movie, but there has to be some semblance of logic as it flows through. It bordered on arrogance. On wanting to reach high, being told to simmer it down; and hence the stubborn insistence on going through. It seemed like it wanted to be a kid movie, (young adult 8 years to maybe 14) and hence the absence of romance and keeping it clean, but the cuss words in Hindi didn’t help. Potty humor was what I guess they were going for, but there’s this thing about humor, that not all can carry through. SRK does good comedy in general, but this was just in very bad taste, especially coz it seemed disjointed. As if added in as an afterthought.
  • It bothered me that every single frame had either SRK or the kid or Kareena in it. Every one else were doing cameos. It seemed a joke. Gather in the buddies with some clout, their friends(fans) will warm that seat for you. Priyanka Chopra, Sanjay Dutt, Amitabh, Rajinikanth, Satish Shah: all scrapbook glued on to the scenes for a dimension that didn’t really come through.
  • SRK’s humor is usually on the money. This time around, he tried too hard, and it shows.
  • SRK is looking old. In both roles. Age has caught up and I hold no grudge against it, except that one can age gracefully and elegantly, and still remain youthful.
  • So Ra One wants to kill Lucifer, coz Lucifer beat him in the game. Okay, I’ll allow that. Why is everyone else being killed? Akashi, Shekhar, Akashi’s mother? Victims of war? *shrug*
  • The first opening video game scene was corny. The introduction of the family was even cornier. Seriously though,how dumb must the character be to say “konJam” as “conDom”. Last I checked, R and L were interchangeable by lispers or toddlers, and even J and H for the Spanish, but J and D. Bit of a front-bench bait me thinks.

The Ugly: [Read WTF]

  • I understand the movie’s a sci-fiction, and sometimes, screenplays can overlap depending on how good the appeal of it was. This seemed like an complete mash of Terminator, Matrix and such. The original parts where very few. Movie fed off of the established storylines, and hits.
  • SRK’s curly wig
  • Rajinikanth’s makeup and wig. Even if it was just a 3D visual effect that we’ve suspected all along, and is now confirmed! Just look at my bad iPhone picture taken of the screen and you’ll know what am saying.
  • SRK’s blatant deriding of the South Indians (and am not even a Tamilian by birth, but more adopted) by saying “ayyo” with every line, his fake tamil accent. North Indian – South Indian rifts are legendary in some aspects of our lives. Even movies, and for the most part it’s taken in the spirit of the arts, for the sake of goodwill and humor. It is a wonder why Bollywood does not get that fine line it crosses almost every single time. It’s okay to mock a community, but not when they aren’t smiling anymore.
  • SRK’s noodles+curd – no idea where he thought curds just went with all! It does, but noodles, that my husband insisted was spaghetti, so whatever!  (It bothered me immensely, not for the incorrigible taste that it may or may not work, but the insinuation it carried)

The Verdict:

For an average movie goer, the movie is not bad. The movie isn’t great either. It’s one of those easily forgettable bollywood movies in the middle. A large part of them, unfortunately, fall in this bucket. It’s entertaining the way mainstream Bollywood movies are meant to. With less use of brain and more use of your visual sense.

If you can wait and have at least a 42″ TV, wait for the DVD. Kids can watch it, just threaten them on the language to be avoided. One time showing.

There’s good looking people with a large following, some good music, some nice fights and some lovely locales all in a typical Indian storyline. What’s not to like?

Soem reviews from local newspapers:

Hollywood reporter:

NY Times:

The Salon: (skim past the line where he calls Rajinikanth a one-time hero, he know not much)

As I always say, read the reviews if you have to, but taste is personal, and it takes some effort and courage to swim against the tide. Like SRK tried and failed slightly coz he looked for support and playing safe. The point is, watch the movie, form your own opinion.