the good and the downright ugly

i saw two movies thru the weekend. one was brilliant and the other was a sheer assault on my senses, leaving me enervated, drained and with a glorious headache, which persisted the morning after.

the first was obviously Omkara...raw, earthy, salt of the earth...amazing performances, ace screenplay....and tragically elevating. all the performers turned up aces...the music, a delight. only bummer was seeing ajay devgan succumbing to the shaved-chest syndrome. why!?!!

the second which i seriously dont want to waste much of my blogspace on but just might, was the dreaded KANK. this and the other moronic family saga, K3G are the only ones by this director that i have dared to sit through.
this one was the best in terms of an utterly braindead infantile screenplay, horrible acting especially from the king of ham and an irritating rani mukherji who has definitely has had some job done on her jawline....both of who keep weeping or passing khadoos lines....
the same DDLJ gag, trying to be oh so cute humour, hot punju auntyji jokes (obviously the johar and chopra stable have lots of raw stock in common)...same kajol doing a guest appearance in the perennial bhangra rock family song....recycling toxic waste at its best.

no idea what abhishek bachchan was doing here...he must have had a lobotomy done to keep ms.mukerji's face job company. the only time i could manage a smile was when abhishek or his dad did their bits...

here's a director who sticks to the same formula, the same 'fave' actors, the same cute gags, the same set design, the same initial alphabet for his titles - it all just screams stale.

there, i am done.