Saturday, November 20, 2010

I miss you, little blog!

Oh my poor little blog, I've been neglecting you! 

Here's the thing: work is KICKING MY ASS at the moment, and I literally have not had any time to watch or write up any delectable Bolly goodness. This, as you can imagine, is a very sad thing. 

Plus, there's the impending milestone birthday coming up in, oooh, exactly a week from today, which is taking up a little bit of mental space. 

So it was with MUCH HORROR that I stumbled across this (after seeing two lovely ladies with impeccable taste -  Erin and Beth - have pretty much the same reaction on Twitter):

 



SERIOUSLY? I'm pretty much SMACK BANG dead-on the target market, and right about now I want to claw my own eyes out and choke back the tides of vomit. If that's what "Turning Thirty" is, then I have a week left to enjoy the blissful normality of being AN ADULT before I become a deranged, foul-mouthed screwup with a fondness for....pastels? I dunno, the cutesy 'girly' graphics at the start really got to me.

OH WHO AM I KIDDING?

Like I said to Beth, I'll totally end up seeing this, even if it's just to make myself feel better about being 30 and NOT being "that girl". 

EDIT: okay and also because it CRACKS ME UP (for all the wrong reasons) like "I can't be your rebound sex toy forever". HA HA HA HA HA HA HA. Okay my official take on this film: CRACKTASTIC BADNESS

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Naseeb (1981)

Naseeb (Manmohan Desai, 1981)

Naseeb (Fate) is a batshit insane crowdpleaser, an exploration of destiny, love, sacrifice and friendship, a not so subtle treatise on the evils of liquor and above all, an immensely entertaining 3 hours of PURE MASALA.

The story begins with a drunk, unable to pay his tab, who in lieu of cash, offers to sell his lottery ticket to waiter Namdev (Pran). Namdev and his three friends: photographer Damu (Amjad Khan), taxi driver Ragu (Kader Khan) and musician Jaggi (I have no idea who plays Jaggi, because I was too busy screencapping Amjad…swoon) decide to split the ticket between them – a decision that proves…well, fatal for Jaggi, and troublesome for Namdev, when the ticket turns out to be a winner. Because Damu and Ragu murder Jaggi and frame Namdev for the crime, so as to keep the winnings for themselves – an action that will alter not just their fate but the fate of all the four friend’s children…as we will find out when the film’s action jumps INTO THE FUTURE!

Sigh. You're not getting a proper review this time. I don’t even know where to BEGIN with Naseeb, because there is just SO. MUCH. TO. LOVE.

Like pretty much every single outfit anyone wears, ever, in this film. I am particularly fond of this polkadot shirt/tie ensemble on Shotgun.


I also love his red jogging outfit.


And have also secretly nicknamed Kader Khan and Amjad Khan “Tweedledum” and “Tweedledee” in this scene.


Amitabh Bachchan plays a waiter:


AND a cage fighter!

 (He also has a midget manager named Mehboob he punnily refers to as his "sweetheart")

There’s the fact that in addition to uber-adorable Amjad Khan,

 Again, just be grateful I am choosing not to post all the screen caps I took of my beloved Amjad. Because there are MANY. 

just about EVERY OTHER FILMI VILLAIN YOU CAN THINK OF is in this film. We’re talking Kader Khan, Pran, Prem Chopra, Shakti Kapoor, and Amrish Puri!


Why have just one baddie when you can have ALL OF THEM?!

Both Amitabh and Shotgun take turns getting wasted - and Shotgun pulls it off WAY better:

Hot.

Not.
Hema Malini rocks the biker chick chic when she isn't (and I am so not joking) ON A BOAT FIGHTING OFF MEN WITH PANTYHOSE ON THEIR HEADS WHO JUST CLAP TOWARDS HER OMINOUSLY BEFORE THRUSTING A GUITAR AT HER AND SAYING 'PLAY' IN A EUROPEAN ACCENT:

I too would be confused if someone clapped at me in a threatening manner. 
There is also, of course, the famous song John Jani Janardhan, set at the golden jubilee celebration of Dharam Veer and populated with Bollywood celebs. This is partly why I own Naseeb – because Deewangi Deewangi in Om Shanti Om is based on this song.




HOW CAN YOU NOT LOVE THAT Shotgun totally dishooms someone over a CAKE (no exaggeration)?


It’s because he really really loves cake, and the fight over the wrecked cake is SO COMPLETELY AWESOME your mind will be BLOWN. (Hint: Shotgun and foe FALL THROUGH A 2nd storey WINDOW and land on top of a moving bus, and continue dishooming).

RISHI! (needs no further explanation).

 All time favourite Kapoor. 

Okay fine. Rishi dresses up as Charlie Chaplin, has a song where he is playing kabaddi against a bunch of girls, and has the CUTEST song where he is imploring drunken Amitabh to give up the demon drink.

Disturbing trend (I DO NOT APPRECIATE THE HEARTBREAKING DRAMATIC IRONY):

Amjad pretending to have a heart attack.

No! 
But he’s just tricking (and look at his smile!) 

 SWOOOOOOON. (Am I sick? Probably).