A neat review summing up what Akshay Kumar's 8*10 is all about.
Ross Brawn is today's Formula One superstar extraordinaire. With tremendous lyrical grace, his team this Sunday scored a phenomenal one-two on its very first race -- without breaking a sweat.
Is Aa Dekhen Zara watchable? Yeah, in the sense that you don't want to strangle people involved in the making, though you could really be doing something else with your life.
Watch Straight only if you have absolutely nothing better to do.
Music director Piyush Mishra makes Gulaal shine with his voice, his words and his creativity. In keeping with the film's heady theme, this is a revolutionary soundtrack.
Anurag Kashyap has faced seven long years and a tremendously uphill struggle to make Gulaal, and it is heartening to see the stylish auteur throw himself headlong into a project this grounded. He doesn't completely pull it off, but this is a fantastically watchable film that scores high on moments.
Gran Torino tells a simple story, without many frills, and while the end feels almost like Eastwood is apologising for the trend he began in 1971 with Dirty Harry, it feels right. It feels like Eastwood -- who has heartbreakingly stated that this may be his last film as an actor -- has a piece to say, and he says it simply, even ending by raspily singing the closing credits.
There are some films that somehow shouldn't be called films. They don't qualify. Manish Gupta's Karma & Holi is one of these, an amateurish, horrifically written effort that further loses credibility by being dubbed really badly.
Indian cinema has gone from winning two Oscars in all its lifetime -- a lifetime achievement Honorary Oscar for Satyajit Ray, one for Bhanu Hathaiya for Costume Design in Gandhi -- to adding three more in the same day. Wow.
The 81st Annual Academy Awards, if trends are anything to go by, seem to be more or less on the same page with me this season, which is a peculiar feeling indeed since I'm used to ranting about the results. However, this year the Academy's likely winners and my who-should-win picks are uncannily mirroring each other, a fact displayed in this list of the nominees. The Academy picks are marked by the [A] sign, my picks are marked by the [R] sign.
Abhishek Bachchan is the weakest link in the film, which is nothing compared to Rakeysh Omprakash Mehra's previous film, Rang De Basanti.
When Bollywood takes a crack at children's cinema, it usually does so with such condescending formulaic tripe that it's hard to sit through the forcefed emotions and the like. Billu is definitely a more sincere product, one that tries hard to keep the story and morals straight, and let the rest work on its own.
'Friends, Indians, countrywomen... lend me your thongs.' The clarion-call has gone out, and every woman I know with half an online presence is championing the cause of the awesomely named Consortium Of Pubgoing, Loose and Forward Women, an organisation that essentially wants to give the Sri Ram Sena some love -- and what better way to do that then send them something pink and lacy?
Anurag Kashyap's highly experimental Dev D is a fantastic visual ride. The actors are fine, but the real hero of the film is the amazing soundtrack.
My current obsession just happens to be the world's pin-up girl, but even if they weren't slathering over Slumdog Millionaire, I would have been.
A film that makes Singh Is Kinng seem like a highly textured work of complex characterisation and nuanced writing, Chandni Chowk To China is a disastrous overbudget mess -- and it may even turn out to be the one film so weak that even current box-office almighty Akshay Kumar can't save it.
I saw a fantastic Aamir Khan film the other night, one where his obsession with a pretty woman led to him being clubbed on the head with a generic looking rod.
Aamir Khan's upcoming Ghajini is masala so hardcore it makes SRK seem subtle.