Jan 04, 2009 10:56 PM
2245 Views
If I ever met the director of this movie - I would ask - How can you roll up half sleeved shirts?
Another question that needs to be asked is, how in gods name could he take a brilliant movie like Memento and convert it to such trash? If Christopher Nolan sees this version, he will probably tear his hair out in one nice curvaceous line!
I always have high expectations from an Amir Khan movie. Something in his acting makes me feel good about watching him. His eyes are evocative and his manners on screen are honed and perfected to suit the role. And I must say even in this movie he tries his best to be guy defined by the story. Only the story got too contorted by this imbecile director form the south of India.
The movie begins well and shows an ultra angry Amir Khan whooping some really bad asses. Phenomenal strength is depicted in his small body! We see Amir thowing this monster like he was a bag of cotton! The tap dripping blood at the end of the plumbing inside his stomach is something to watch out for. At this point I was getting heated up for some in your face action!
Jiah Khan is the bimbette doctor who looks like in need of psychiatric help more than Amir. She seems to have such a vaccum in her upper chamber that the average grey matter in the scenes containing her drop to near zero. She wants to pursue this case of the curious man with the line across his ahead!
Her meeting with Amir is well depicted and was the last part o the movie that I felt interested enough to watch. After this the "tamil movie onslaught" started in full force. The heroine is a plump girl who over acts all the time! I felt I had suddenly started watching a street play! Even more hilarious was the scene where Amir walks out of a private plane with his half sleeves rolled up to reveal his newly acquired biceps.
After a few moments of overacting from Asin(or whatever her name is) I was sure that this was a movie that I did not want to watch. The next best option was to go out and get drunk with my cousin who had hosted a party that night.(I should thank god for having mercy for my soul). After a few drinks I had almost forgotten the one hour of torture that I had to endure before walking out! By today its almost a blurry memory and hopefully by next week I will be rid of all memories of this most abysmal Amitr movie in recent times!
My advice - If you like Rajnikant style fantasies - then go watch Rajnikant! The guy has built his reputation in this genre. Amir on the other hand looks like a petulant child with some brawn thrown in. What a waste of talent. I wish that our directors can copy movies better in the future .I never expect them to be original anyway!
