Disaster. Review on Kisna

I suggesting that you skip it. This is an avoidable movie on overall which could have been made better.

The title tells it all, doesn't it?

I have believed this for several years now that if a movie has Subhash Ghai in the credits for direction, well it is completely and totally avoidable. Kisna only reinforced my belief.

But let me tell you the good things first.

The cinematography is brilliant. There are some stunning visuals, the firangi babe included, in the movie.

The Indian actress - yet another find of Subhash Ghai, is extremely athletic. She could join the Indian gymnast delegation in the next Olympics, but I am not sure movies are for her. At the risk of being a little too harsh on her (Isha, right?), she could also consider joining Russian circus.

Vivek Oberoi looks good and acts the way he usually does, in a slightly restrained manner, which suits his role.

Music is passable. Could have been better, but could have been worse too.

And, depending on how you look at it - this can be in this section or the next, there is a bit of skin show too, a-la-Raj Kapoor-ishtyle.

Now, what I disliked in this movie?

Well, for starters, Subhash Ghai believes that the IQ of an average movie goer is, errr, the same as that of George Bush; hovering around 32, I guess. He may be right in way, why else would one waste over a hundred hard earned bucks in a multiplex to watch his movies. But it hurts.

The dialogues and the screenplay are pathetic.

Sample this:

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The petite pretty firang girl asking her daariwala poet warrior - ''Yeah Krishna aur Radha kaun hain?'' (add all the accent)

What else do you hear but, ''Hamare desh mein har pyar karne wala ladka Krishna hai aur har pyar karne wali ladki Radha''.

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The firang heroine being told by the gaon ki bahu how drinking milk ensures a beautiful progeny.

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Then, in the middle of a the night, when the hero and the heroine have taken shelter in a church, trying to save their lives, there is a dance sequence by Shamik Davar's (I know the spelling is wrong, but what the heck!) troope. Ooh... Subhash Ghai, the show man.

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Nah, I don't think I am able to explain this. You need to watch this to know it, but there are several of these dialogues and scenes that are an absolute affront to one's sensibility.

But let me tell you why I truly hated this movie.

It had glimpses of brilliance in it, and could have been such a beautiful movie, if not for the makers' absolute contempt for the viewer's intelligence.

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If that's how you treat us Mr Ghai, then as it goes in your movie, ''mian, patloon pehen ke aana. Hamari gali mein abhi bhi kuch haraami baaki hein''.