I am sure what I am about to refer to will resonate with a lot of girls who blundered their way through adolescence in the mid 90s - adulation for that devilishly-dimpled-derring-do who took over the country and whose fiery courtship in DDLJ established itself as benchmark for all teenage romance.
Till a few years ago, it would seem as if SRK had gone from strength to strength - one commercial success after another. His business sense was to be applauded - so what if he danced at weddings - show me the manual on '101 things a movie actor should not do' and I will show you one on 'Have pull, will make money'.
However, I am now beginning to get ticked off. How dare he contribute to something like Ra-one, the way he did? Minimal research and lack of attention to detail - for example on how a Tamilian Brahmin might behave or more importantly, not behave - and extreme caricaturization. The movie raked in some money because of the hype and curiosity created. Similar case with Don-2. It's almost like he thinks he is the Super-hero himself, he is Don - the guy who can get away with anything, because the audience swoons every time he throws a lazy smile its way. Or so he would like to believe.
Moving on from SRK to other rotten tomatoes found around aplenty - it angers me when film-makers dish out any shit in a predictable, formulaic manner - with the requisite number of high-speed car chases, semi-bad-dudes-with-an-underlying-intention-of-doing-good and glam dolls (given enough screen time to display their assets from every angle).
Yes, I am talking specifically about - Players. It made me mad. Millions being foolishly spent on an unoriginal idea, which if left to itself may have saved the day, but was made worse by doing that thing in hell which film-makers like to call Indianization. This sub-par movie has protagonists who decide to carry out a heist so that they can then use the Gold to build an orphanage. Abbas-Mustan - do you two really think that your multiplex audience, for whom this movie is obviously made, has the constitution of a particularly sappy fifteen-year-old girl? That you need to trot out the good old 'childhood-spent-in-poverty-sister-got-raped-so-I-turned-into-Robin-Hood' kinda crutch for your heroes?
Shame on you guys - your audience whom you insult so generously, will repeat the favor next time by ignoring your slickly-made advertrailors and preferring to spend their time and money on others with more brains and balls.
P.S - I haven't watched Players - this kolaveri has been generated after speaking to people who have and reading a couple of reviews. If that made me so angry, I shudder to think of what might have happened, had I actually decided to spent good-hard-earned money on it. Thanks your lucky stars, A-M.
Till a few years ago, it would seem as if SRK had gone from strength to strength - one commercial success after another. His business sense was to be applauded - so what if he danced at weddings - show me the manual on '101 things a movie actor should not do' and I will show you one on 'Have pull, will make money'.
However, I am now beginning to get ticked off. How dare he contribute to something like Ra-one, the way he did? Minimal research and lack of attention to detail - for example on how a Tamilian Brahmin might behave or more importantly, not behave - and extreme caricaturization. The movie raked in some money because of the hype and curiosity created. Similar case with Don-2. It's almost like he thinks he is the Super-hero himself, he is Don - the guy who can get away with anything, because the audience swoons every time he throws a lazy smile its way. Or so he would like to believe.
Moving on from SRK to other rotten tomatoes found around aplenty - it angers me when film-makers dish out any shit in a predictable, formulaic manner - with the requisite number of high-speed car chases, semi-bad-dudes-with-an-underlying-intention-of-doing-good and glam dolls (given enough screen time to display their assets from every angle).
Yes, I am talking specifically about - Players. It made me mad. Millions being foolishly spent on an unoriginal idea, which if left to itself may have saved the day, but was made worse by doing that thing in hell which film-makers like to call Indianization. This sub-par movie has protagonists who decide to carry out a heist so that they can then use the Gold to build an orphanage. Abbas-Mustan - do you two really think that your multiplex audience, for whom this movie is obviously made, has the constitution of a particularly sappy fifteen-year-old girl? That you need to trot out the good old 'childhood-spent-in-poverty-sister-got-raped-so-I-turned-into-Robin-Hood' kinda crutch for your heroes?
Shame on you guys - your audience whom you insult so generously, will repeat the favor next time by ignoring your slickly-made advertrailors and preferring to spend their time and money on others with more brains and balls.
P.S - I haven't watched Players - this kolaveri has been generated after speaking to people who have and reading a couple of reviews. If that made me so angry, I shudder to think of what might have happened, had I actually decided to spent good-hard-earned money on it. Thanks your lucky stars, A-M.