Thursday, January 20, 2011

Open Letter to Katrina Kaif/ No One Killed Jessica -movie review

Went and watched 'No One Killed Jessica' tonight.

Given the awesome star-cast of most talented women in our industry - something that is a rarity - Rani Mukerji and Vidya Balan, I knew I had to see it. But then the entire thing just got expedited because I heard the opening production of the song, "Aali Re" last evening. My dad, otherwise conservative, loved the song too. I liked the music rendition.... lyrics, well... am still trying to decipher its meaning even as I write this post.


By the way, the movie has some scintillating, electrifying background score. Wish I could download the background score to some scenes as well. Check out the electric guitar in the scene before the interval where the cop is interrogating Manish Bhardwaj. The chords tell a story of their own, give music to the sound of tension...


Technically, the movie had its slow moments, but all in all these kind of films make me hopeful ... that Bollywood has some directors who believe in something... And this is a rare phenomenon: me, being hopeful about Bollywood.


Rani Mukerji looks what I term as "hot" :D Well... hotness is what hotness does, right? ;) Hated her in Something Something Happens, where I thought she was just another bimbo with thunder thighs, playing second fiddle to the Nefertiti of Bollywood, Kajol. But over the years, Rani has come on her own... playing every character with sincerity. So for the past 5-6 years, she's been showing her true grit and style with the portrayal of various characters... she's intense and sinfully sincere.


Vidya Balan, ah.. well... classic beauty... she deserves to be in a painting. Graceful. Elegant. Classy.... and in these various dimensions, any sensible man - or woman - can find her charm and sexuality. 


Speaking of sexuality... I just wanted to tell Katrina Kaif that there's more to sexuality than sex... or skin-show... it's called character... I mean gyrating to Sheila and her jawani can ensure that men masturbate about eight times in a day... but then that's just that... 4 mins and the sloth is out of the system... till the time it pricks you again... ... and ... not too worthwhile so to speak... Cute little Japanese girls and Brazilian women could do it.. and a finer job than Kaif. 


Don't get me wrong, Katrina... you're cute... and beautiful, too... sometimes... vulnerability fools certain men into believing you're sexy. I agree too. But then, do have some self respect for yourself. Instead of losing 10 kilos weight for slimy  skin show, better take off for 10 months and take a course in acting, sweetheart. Perhaps you're forgetting... this is Bollywood, not a showcase for wanna-be models... or porn industry... acting is a major requirement... I know, you're confused... but you're taking a wrong lead... Aishwarya Rai isn't a good actress. Beautiful women like Deepika Padukone still have to learn something known as dialogue delivery. I mean, I find these women and you, very beautiful. But hey, being a woman means more than just boobs and hips... we are more than that, right?


An artist is not just a painter, barefoot and pondering over a canvas.. You've gotto go beyond the gifts of being a woman - hips and boobs - give the world something more than that... 


And I know you must have had to resort to such things like shaking the booty just to secure an entry in B'wood... just to grab eye balls (and worse things when the camera wasn't even rolling) but right now, you've got everyone's attention... so, it's time to act. In your resume, Raajneeti seems like a fluke. Take Hindi lessons, and most importantly, acting lessons. Please.


And you've also seen first hand Tees Maar Khan's bad strategy: plotting an entire movie around your waist.


I know it must have been a terrible disappointment. I honestly thought your waist would have been able to take the burden off the script and turn it into a big hit. I also thought Indian men would have seen your film, anyway, turning it into a smash hit. Just like, Singh is King. But you see, some men would be sensible, after all. And moreover, in times of inflation, no one would really want to spend Rs. 150 or more on sleazy show of skin... porn is much cost-effective, don't you think?


Gone are the days when people thought a movie with a message would be a dud at the coveted Box Office. Rang De Basanti, Taare Zameen Par (but what was the Cerebral Khan thinking when he made Ghajini!!! Nevermind!), Do Dooni Char, No One Killed Jessica and the like, have proven that the Indian audience, unfortunately, is a thinking one. And that Tees Maar Khan and Housefulls are a national assault of  the spirit of intelligence - and even its pretense. 


You need to excuse ROBOT, though... I mean... that was out of the world. I'll always watch it to forget all my worries... keep laughing till I cry. Very few movies can do that. 


Coming back to Balan and Mukerji... you're.... two beautiful women, genuine artists, and fantastic, sexy women. Kaif depressed me all of December.  


Balan and Mukerji, thank you for uplifting me from the clutches of Sheila and Munni. 


And Raj Kumar Gupta, I loved your AAMIR... and this one... is a ... delight. So thank you, for a great cinematic experience.

1 comment:

  1. Wow. You are something man. The thought I had after reading your article.

    Then I just glanced your profile, and saw Hum Tum as your favourite film.

    Just one sec.....Hahahahahahaha......hahahahahahahahahahaha.......a person who likes Hum Tum is commeting on movies and actors....buahahahahahahaha.......hahaha....go get a life girl.

    People like you need someone to hangon so that you can be known. You know which organism does that - living on other people???...Clue - They live by sucking the blood of other organism.

    If you want to comment, first change your taste and then comment.

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