Wondering myself why am I sitting on a Monday morning and putting up a blog post. Also wondering why didn't I tweet it in a single line rather than putting it up here. Wondering at the wondrous work of the wonderful team of Race 2. That's why..
Race 2 (Ah, a sequel of course) is an epic Hindi blockbuster movie that could very well er.. challenge the ongoing stupidities of the Dabangg series, Sajid Khan series, Sonakshi Sinha series and Rohit Shetty series. It simply surpasses them all! How? Simple. Cast a big unit, pay them in unrevealed amounts, put in the famous reverand couple-oops!-director-duo, Abbas Mustan and tada! Your movie is out. Er.. Did I mention about the script? Not necessary for it to take the limelight.
The team is brilliant, so brilliant that I sometimes feel why. A script that goes haywire, music that's unnecessarily intervening that you sometimes feel like shutting down the movie itself example, Allah Duhai Remix, stunts that tickle your funny bone and ridiculous acting by most of the junta. You also wonder why some people are being cast into guest appearances knowing the fact that they weren't needed for their stupid roles at all.
Take for example, Ameesha Patel and Aditya Pancholi. The former suits to the line perfectly as Deepika Padukone says, Fruit-and-Nut. Wonder why the Gadar lady accepted such a side role after doing some unwanted movies after. I guess she needs Sunny Paaji's shout-over-the-roof voice or Hrithik's bare-body stunts to rev her image up as an actress. And there's Aditya Pancholi too, the so-called Godfather in this movie with the qualities of none. Imagine Godfather speaking like a buffoon about printing cards and all! Or having a very dull entry with an overly blackened suit to hide the image. Do Godfathers move around with girls all the time while they are into something important working? Well, Race 2 makes you believe that so.
How did we forget about Anil Kapoor, the bare-body-artist who can make even Salman Khan shiver? Check that scene where he gets intimate with Ameesha. You'll know why I don't dare to explain. Deepika's entry was raunchy, makes you think who tore her dress off for her to get out of the helicopter. She does similar acting, like that Marathi-toned speech being a multi-billionaire heiress living somewhere outside India or showing some skin. And there's the imported item, Miss Srilankan-so-called-actress, Jacqueline Fernandez. Somebody please tell her to speak properly and change her dubbing person. It looks like I'm seeing Murder series within an action-comedy. She's got no looks, no action, like a wax model. So overall, actresses stand out as not even mere eye-candies like the South Indian counterparts.
Let's come to the main starcast, John Abraham and Saif Ali Khan. You'd want to know, right from the first scene why John avenges out on Saif, but the dumb suspense is taken till the end where in he reveals why. And that too, in a single line that he loved the manly-Bipasha before Saif took over. Sort of real-life-turned-reel plot, I say. His body has made his face look saggy, he shouts way above his girly voice and fights worse than Balakrishna. And then, there's Saifu, Kareena's Saifu. In order to portray him being the hero, God knows why he accepts such a loose plot. He jumps off rocky buildings and not even a scratch appears on his body! For christ's sake, even James Bond faces injuries but not our Ranveer. He can think faster than the computer and manages to jeopardize his villians better than Jason Bourne. Owing to this movie's prequel, he was the only hope of expectation and he sometimes, delivers.
A small token of condolences to Abbas-Mustan's direction as well, a feat I admired during the Baazigar days. It's surprising to see what happened to them to sketch this plot loosely compared to it's predecessor and hover it around.
Overall, I wanted to spend my Sunday happily and now, this blogpost will be the reason why it went haywire.
Cheers!
Race 2 (Ah, a sequel of course) is an epic Hindi blockbuster movie that could very well er.. challenge the ongoing stupidities of the Dabangg series, Sajid Khan series, Sonakshi Sinha series and Rohit Shetty series. It simply surpasses them all! How? Simple. Cast a big unit, pay them in unrevealed amounts, put in the famous reverand couple-oops!-director-duo, Abbas Mustan and tada! Your movie is out. Er.. Did I mention about the script? Not necessary for it to take the limelight.
The team is brilliant, so brilliant that I sometimes feel why. A script that goes haywire, music that's unnecessarily intervening that you sometimes feel like shutting down the movie itself example, Allah Duhai Remix, stunts that tickle your funny bone and ridiculous acting by most of the junta. You also wonder why some people are being cast into guest appearances knowing the fact that they weren't needed for their stupid roles at all.
Take for example, Ameesha Patel and Aditya Pancholi. The former suits to the line perfectly as Deepika Padukone says, Fruit-and-Nut. Wonder why the Gadar lady accepted such a side role after doing some unwanted movies after. I guess she needs Sunny Paaji's shout-over-the-roof voice or Hrithik's bare-body stunts to rev her image up as an actress. And there's Aditya Pancholi too, the so-called Godfather in this movie with the qualities of none. Imagine Godfather speaking like a buffoon about printing cards and all! Or having a very dull entry with an overly blackened suit to hide the image. Do Godfathers move around with girls all the time while they are into something important working? Well, Race 2 makes you believe that so.
How did we forget about Anil Kapoor, the bare-body-artist who can make even Salman Khan shiver? Check that scene where he gets intimate with Ameesha. You'll know why I don't dare to explain. Deepika's entry was raunchy, makes you think who tore her dress off for her to get out of the helicopter. She does similar acting, like that Marathi-toned speech being a multi-billionaire heiress living somewhere outside India or showing some skin. And there's the imported item, Miss Srilankan-so-called-actress, Jacqueline Fernandez. Somebody please tell her to speak properly and change her dubbing person. It looks like I'm seeing Murder series within an action-comedy. She's got no looks, no action, like a wax model. So overall, actresses stand out as not even mere eye-candies like the South Indian counterparts.
Let's come to the main starcast, John Abraham and Saif Ali Khan. You'd want to know, right from the first scene why John avenges out on Saif, but the dumb suspense is taken till the end where in he reveals why. And that too, in a single line that he loved the manly-Bipasha before Saif took over. Sort of real-life-turned-reel plot, I say. His body has made his face look saggy, he shouts way above his girly voice and fights worse than Balakrishna. And then, there's Saifu, Kareena's Saifu. In order to portray him being the hero, God knows why he accepts such a loose plot. He jumps off rocky buildings and not even a scratch appears on his body! For christ's sake, even James Bond faces injuries but not our Ranveer. He can think faster than the computer and manages to jeopardize his villians better than Jason Bourne. Owing to this movie's prequel, he was the only hope of expectation and he sometimes, delivers.
A small token of condolences to Abbas-Mustan's direction as well, a feat I admired during the Baazigar days. It's surprising to see what happened to them to sketch this plot loosely compared to it's predecessor and hover it around.
Overall, I wanted to spend my Sunday happily and now, this blogpost will be the reason why it went haywire.
Cheers!
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