I’m in Mumbai, getting caught up in wedding fever (my cousin’s getting hitched — we’re trying to keep her sane). Haven’t posted because no pictures have been taken other than stuff at the engagement, and you know I don’t post personal photos. Other than that I’ve been trying to catch as many movies as I can in between all the wedding madness that accompanies and Indian wedding, and all so far have been good.
Neal and Nikki was naughty and totally unapologetic about it, and I loved every bawdy minute of it. Extra points for the My Sassy Girl homage.
Home Delivery, mark my words, is what hindi movies will look like thirty years from now. Spellbinding stuff.
Bluffmaster, which I have just seen today, is… well, what can I say? It’s hilarious, slick, superbly acted and paced, has so many beautiful shots of the Mumbai I know and love (that sunset over Fort with Rajabhai tower just about floored me) and has the two words that will sell any hindi movie to me:
They also showed a trailer for Rang De Basanti, which looks awesome, and actually drew thunderous applause in Eros Cinema when the Censor Board certificate came up — first time I’ve seen that. Aamir Khan and Abhishek Bachchan are the only two hindi film actors who rate this kind of audience response. Not AB senior, not even Shah Rukh Khan. When Abshishek shows up in the first two minutes of the feature his first lines were drowned out by claps, whistles and hoots (the last one, I must note, came mainly from the females in the audience).
There’s nothing quite like watching a Bombay movie in Bombay.