Woe kaun thi
Two events that have had a catastrophic influence on our collective Bollywood experience:
1. I know people loved Hera Pheri (I didn't to the same extent having
seen the same plot in 2 other languages before, so kindly excuse), but if only that movie had not done well
at all, we wouldn't as a society be subject to attempt after attempt by Priyan
to assembly-line-remake all his Malayalam movies and the human equivalent Zyclon-B
team of Akshay Kumar-Paresh Rawal-Sunie[0-n]l Shetty-/
2. (this is even more dismal) I don't have any objections to Mallika S pursuing her
own line of fashion, but did she have to do it in a film starring Emraan #mi? If only
she'd picked another film and made that a success, we wouldn't have been seeing the eh? boy in every 2nd
trailer these days (I counted today). This seems to be the final push from agnosticism to atheism,
a secular sign if you wish. OTOH, my eyesight has improved from not watching much TV.
Beethoven : Alex (post-treatment) :: #mi : moi. Would I be happier with Ashmit Patel in every other
film? Yuss! Scream bloody murder.
And I'm not trying to be funny.
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