When I tune in the television nowadays, all I can see is this deceptive, misleading word called "matargashti" , decorated with a foreign location (of course to woo the Indian audience) , a fandomised cast ( if that's actually a word) and a cute mimicry of Dev Anand (hey! Don't judge me! That's what we girls call it nowadays!) - a failed attempt to woo the older audience.... probably. By now you must've probably realised where this is going!! Wait! Wait! Relax Brodas and Sistas!I am not going to start writing a movie review.
It's just that the idea of a movie, being celebrated and hyped as an"art movie" didn't get my concurrence quite well. Just because it is an Indian team doesn't mean it will win the World cup every year. Exactly like that, just because it is a movie directed by a talented and appreciated director doesn't mean it's an art movie. Have you ever heard of the movies like Ida, Fiddler on the roof, 12 angry men or in our bollywood, dhobi ghaat, detective Byomkesh Bakshi or a Wednesday or Elizabeth Ekadashi, killa or Shwaas in marathi ? These movies come into that category. When I call my friends they tell me the story of the film from their aspect. And believe me that till today I ve heard different stories of the same movie. Then I wonder, is there something wrong with my hearing? The different, drastically changing moods of the actor depicted in the movie would surely be the subject of discussion of the psychiatrists all over the world. And well , definitely the top subject in the mental rehabilitation centres. It's very confusing what's going on in the movie till there comes an interval which leads to the easiest decision in the lives of some people ever. To leave the cinema hall. If someone sits through the now tensed environment, they will surely end up besides the nearest popcorn stall just like the actor in the movie ends up near a rickshaw stand, confused.
So, to end my review, oh was it? If your family, friends or you like Ranbir or Deepika, don't institute the term 'anything for you' here.
Thank you for reading this because what happens in my blog, stays in my blog. .... ok I ll shut up now.
It's just that the idea of a movie, being celebrated and hyped as an"art movie" didn't get my concurrence quite well. Just because it is an Indian team doesn't mean it will win the World cup every year. Exactly like that, just because it is a movie directed by a talented and appreciated director doesn't mean it's an art movie. Have you ever heard of the movies like Ida, Fiddler on the roof, 12 angry men or in our bollywood, dhobi ghaat, detective Byomkesh Bakshi or a Wednesday or Elizabeth Ekadashi, killa or Shwaas in marathi ? These movies come into that category. When I call my friends they tell me the story of the film from their aspect. And believe me that till today I ve heard different stories of the same movie. Then I wonder, is there something wrong with my hearing? The different, drastically changing moods of the actor depicted in the movie would surely be the subject of discussion of the psychiatrists all over the world. And well , definitely the top subject in the mental rehabilitation centres. It's very confusing what's going on in the movie till there comes an interval which leads to the easiest decision in the lives of some people ever. To leave the cinema hall. If someone sits through the now tensed environment, they will surely end up besides the nearest popcorn stall just like the actor in the movie ends up near a rickshaw stand, confused.
So, to end my review, oh was it? If your family, friends or you like Ranbir or Deepika, don't institute the term 'anything for you' here.
Thank you for reading this because what happens in my blog, stays in my blog. .... ok I ll shut up now.
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