Some films don’t need a review. The cast, crew, title and trailers of the film pass such vibes that the discerning audiences maintain safe distance from it. And the undiscerning ones aren’t interested in reviews. So my basic purpose of writing the review of this film is otiose. But having taken the trouble of enduring this drama, I can’t resist the temptation of sharing my underwent trauma.
Some films have a flop written all over it. You don’t need to be a trade analyst to sense that. So when I enter the 700-seater cinema hall with less that 7 audience accompanying me, the supposed comedy feels more like a haunted horror experience in the vacant auditorium.
Some films aren’t built on stories. Stories are built around such films. In this particular case, the story goes that the lead cast had disassociated themselves from the film on its completion (late realization?). Perhaps they felt the film didn’t shape up as they had visualized in the script. Script? What script? Was there any? And if there was, I could have never visualized a film on it. The story seems to be an outcome of a group of producers discussing a dazed plot over a drink.
http://movies.indiatimes.com/moviereview/2749118.cms
Sunday, February 3, 2008
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