Showing posts with label Aamir Khan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Aamir Khan. Show all posts

Saturday, November 10, 2018

Thuggery

Thugs of Hindostan robs both your wallet and sanity in equal measure. I cannot rate this movie as I left in the interval. It is hard to pinpoint exactly what truly and irredemably dooms the movie - the terrible script, weak cinematography, utterly underdeveloped characters and relationships, a background score that is among the worst one has ever heard. With the dominance of IPTV the bar in terms of quality has irrevocably risen, and this sort of execution will inevitably and swiftly get consigned to the dustbin of history

1/20


Sunday, December 28, 2014

Earth and its Idiosyncracies


Pk is a reasonably engaging if totally hackneyed movie that, in the vein of several hindi movies, rather obviously tugs at the emotional heartstrings of the average Bollywood movie-goer. With a central theme of cutting through religious divides, the movie passes through beautiful Bruges and the pot-pourri of Delhi, and plays out a delectable love triangle in the most tangential of ways. Pk (Aamir Khan) plays out his role convincingly in what is an unoriginal but engaging script

10/20

Monday, December 28, 2009

What Idiots!
3 Idiots is a perfect example of why Bollywood is not world class. Here is the perfect showcase for explaining what learning is all about. 3 students – one from a lower middle class background who desperately needs that job, another from a slightly “better” background and with an unrealized passion (wildlife photography), and lastly – the protagonist – Aamir Khan as the precocious nonconformist who time and again shows how engineering should be taught, while excelling at it in evaluation and in tests of real life. All great so far. What is incongruous is a full blown romance (and a poorly cast Kareena Kapoor whose large framed glasses cannot quite obviate her glamour quotient), a sloppy treatment of all subjects to do with medical care – insensitive vignettes on a paralytic, unscientific child delivery, and a second paralyzed man who comes to his senses through an improbable turn of events – the whole approach appears trite and insensitive – and not in the least uncommon in Hindi movies (though one would imagine that Aamir Khan and his ilk would have raised the bar by now, sadly the Indian audience seems inured to the insensitivity of this stuff). And the fairytale around our protagonist continues in science, in love and in being a general do-gooder. In the end I got the feeling that this movie is about as representative of the Indian middle-class struggle between the need to survive by being on the beaten path vis-à-vis the need to self-actualize, as some of the airy thoughts that I heard from many at various points of time in IIT and IIM – idealistic but only lacking in any real substance, depth or conviction. Saving grace – getting to see the alma mater (IIMB) campus all over again, including (improbably) a good deal of d-mezz (my ex-wing)
7.5/20

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