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    Reviews

    “A cerebral joyride”
    Karan Johar, filmmaker on REDIFF

    “Among the most charming and creative Indian independent films”
    J Hurtado, TWITCH

    ★★★★✩
    “You don’t really need a big star cast… you don’t even need a big budget to get the techniques of filmmaking bang on…”
    Allen O Brien, TIMES OF INDIA

    ★★★★✩
    “An outstanding experience that doesn’t come by too often out of Indian cinema!”
    Shakti Salgaokar, DNA

    ★★★
    “This film can reach out the young, urban, upwardly mobile, but lonely, disconnected souls living anywhere in the world, not just India.”
    Namrata Joshi, OUTLOOK

    “I was blown away!”
    Aseem Chhabra, MUMBAI MIRROR

    “Good Night Good Morning is brilliant!”
    Rohit Vats, IBN-LIVE

    ★★★✩✩
    “Watch it because it’s a smart film.”
    Shubha Shetty Saha, MIDDAY

    ★★★✩✩
    “A small gem of a movie.”
    Sonia Chopra, SIFY

    ★★★✩✩
    “A charming flirtation to watch.”
    Shalini Langer, INDIAN EXPRESS

    “Interesting, intelligent & innovative”
    Pragya Tiwari, TEHELKA

    “Beyond good. Original, engrossing and entertaining”
    Roshni Mulchandani, BOLLYSPICE

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    Synopsis

    ‘Good Night Good Morning’ is a black and white, split-screen, conversation film about two strangers sharing an all-night phone call on New Year's night.

    Writer-Director Sudhish Kamath attempts to discover good old-fashioned romance in a technology-driven mobile world as the boy Turiya, driving from New York to Philadelphia with buddies, calls the enigmatic girl staying alone in her hotel room, after a brief encounter at the bar earlier in the night.

    The boy has his baggage of an eight-year-old failed relationship and the girl has her own demons to fight. Scarred by unpleasant memories, she prefers to travel on New Year's Eve.

    Anonymity could be comforting and such a situation could lead to an almost romance as two strangers go through the eight stages of a relationship – The Icebreaker, The Honeymoon, The Reality Check, The Break-up, The Patch-up, The Confiding, The Great Friendship, The Killing Confusion - all over one phone conversation.

    As they get closer to each other over the phone, they find themselves miles apart geographically when the film ends and it is time for her to board her flight. Will they just let it be a night they would cherish for the rest of their lives or do they want more?

    Good Night | Good Morning, starring Manu Narayan (Bombay Dreams, The Love Guru, Quarter Life Crisis) and Seema Rahmani (Loins of Punjab, Sins and Missed Call) also features New York based theatre actor Vasanth Santosham (Bhopal: A Prayer for Rain), screenwriter and film critic Raja Sen and adman Abhishek D Shah.

    Shot in black and white as a tribute to the era of talkies of the fifties, the film set to a jazzy score by musicians from UK (Jazz composer Ray Guntrip and singer Tina May collaborated for the song ‘Out of the Blue), the US (Manu Narayan and his creative partner Radovan scored two songs for the film – All That’s Beautiful Must Die and Fire while Gregory Generet provided his versions of two popular jazz standards – Once You’ve Been In Love and Moon Dance) and India (Sudeep and Jerry came up with a new live version of Strangers in the Night) was met with rave reviews from leading film critics.

    The film was released under the PVR Director’s Rare banner on January 20, 2012.

    Festivals & Screenings

    Mumbai Film Festival (MAMI), Mumbai 2010 World Premiere
    South Asian Intl Film Festival, New York, 2010 Intl Premiere
    Goa Film Alliance-IFFI, Goa, 2010 Spl Screening
    Chennai Intl Film Festival, Chennai, 2010 Official Selection
    Habitat Film Festival, New Delhi, 2011 Official Selection
    Transilvania Intl Film Festival, Cluj, 2011 Official Selection, 3.97/5 Audience Barometer
    International Film Festival, Delhi, 2011 Official Selection
    Noordelijk Film Festival, Netherlands, 2011 Official Selection, 7.11/10 Audience Barometer
    Mumbai Film Mart, Mumbai 2011, Market Screening
    Film Bazaar, IFFI-Goa, 2011, Market Screening
    Saarang Film Festival, IIT-Madras, 2012, Official Selection, 7.7/10 Audience Barometer

    Theatrical Release, January 20, 2012 through PVR

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Posts By sudhishkamath

Jashnn: Or how the Bhatts remade Rock On

July 17, 2009 · by sudhishkamath

Genre: Drama
Director: Raksha Mistry & Hasnain S Hyderabadwala
Cast: Adhyayan Suman, Anjana Sukhani, Shahana Goswami, Humayun Saeed
Storyline: Wannabe popstar overcomes all odds the good old Bollywood way
Bottomline: Not half as bad as you thought

It’s a story that’s been done to death. An age old story that makes the film roll out like a death sentence. One that urgently needs to be listed as a criminal offense just so it becomes illegal to make one more film about a wannabe musician overcoming odds.

So what makes a film with all the trappings of third-degree torture
barely watchable?

Unfortunately, you have to see this film to believe the quality of acting.

Jashnn packs some of the finest performances this year. No, not you, Adhyayan Suman, sit down now.

Read the whole review here on the official site.

Kambakkth Ishq: No laughing matter this

July 15, 2009 · by sudhishkamath

This is the official review I wrote since Borat’s English isn’t good enough for the paper.

I’m hardly offended by politically incorrect jokes. I am all for exploitation cinema. I like Akshay and Kareena, even loved Tashan. Dare I admit, I also dug parts of Chandni Chowk to China. And, I believe t hat the shamelessly sexist Borat is the funniest film in recent times.

Yet, when I hear Akshay Kumar defend this horror film by suggesting that even The Hangover was full of gross jokes, I feel the need to thwack him on the back of his head and say: Dude, look up subversive in the dictionary.

And Sabbir, your vocabulary seems to suggest that your sense of humour, to use a polite word, is asinine. But that’s not really a bad thing.

This insanely stupid remake of Pammal K Sambandam (Come on, it WAS funnier on TV) is no battle of the sexes. It’s ‘Taming Of The Shrew By The Village Pervert Who Got Lucky To Find Himself On A Plane To Hollywood.’ Business class, at that.

Read the full review here.

Shortkut: Kisske baap ka Con?

July 10, 2009 · by sudhishkamath

Genre: Comedy
Director: Neeraj Vora
Cast: Akshaye Khanna, Arshad Warsi, Amrita Rao
Storyline: Struggling filmmaker must make a film with an old friend
who stole his script and became a Superstar overnight
Bottomline: The film itself is emblematic of the conflict in it –
Hypocritical filmmaking!

For a film that’s supposed to be a satire on how the film industry works and what it takes to protect your vision from the big bad world of formula, Shortkut ends up an extremely dishonest film. But yes, it is passably entertaining too.

Right from stealing the tagline and the climax from ‘Bowfinger: The Con Is On,’ ‘Shortkut: The Con Is On’ is one big con job and more so if you’ve seen any of the earlier versions it is based on – Bowfinger (where a struggling filmmaker makes his film despite all odds and Hollywood conventions), Udayanaanu Thaaram (where a struggling filmmaker makes his film despite all odds and Malayalam film industry conventions), Vellithirai (where a struggling filmmaker makes his film despite all odds and Tamil film industry conventions).

Apparently, the filmmakers did not credit the original writer-director Roshan Andrews (who wrote the Malayalam version) for story after buying the rights to the film. Roshan ought to be pleased with that because this movie does not have half the heart of the earlier films.

Also, it helps to NOT have a legal notice in your hands just in case the studio that produced Bowfinger finds out about the copyright infringement of their official tagline.

So, apart from the inspired making and production aspects, what’s
wrong with Shortkut?

Okay, read the whole review here on the official site.

Kambakkth Ishq: Very Nice. Not. I make a joke. Ha ha.

July 4, 2009 · by sudhishkamath

Wawa-weewah!

My Name-a Borat Sagdiyev. I make note this moviefilm reviewings for my very excite friend Sudermans who has gone to make purchase American porno star Denise Richard. She’s very cheap, has shave below and looks like Pamela CJ Andersons two sizes small but with same lovely hairs, pearly teeth and red water panties. He tell me: Borat, If she acted in this, she would even be willing to play midget at the circus.

Till he buy her for his moviefilm, I explain my findings for make benefit your time, money and water.

I went to make a shit three times while watching this a moviefilm – two times because I was most bored, one times when I take photo of old woman who went to clean vagine. She not like movie very much.

In Kazhaksthan, moviefilm is 20 minutes – man enters cage, makes sexytime with wife, close cage. Easy on anoos.

In US and A, moviefilm 100 minute but you can have handparty three times. Hi-fi.

Indian moviefilm is a hundred and feefty seeksty minute long because of rituals name dialogue, dance and drama.

Indian woman educate, she speak a lot, she dance. Very nice. She shake well, she has milky teets, no hair, she shave body and talk, talk, talk, talk… yak yak yak.

But I could not concentrates on what this Bebo and her ladyfrend Arora who not like clothe was saying. I could not a wait for them to make sexytime as lesbian. But it not happen.

Indian pervert Kumar is Pussy magnet from a Punjab who harvest his pubis and other hairs on his body. But I not understand why he not just rape or make sexytime with this Bebos early? He only grab her and kiss her. Yes, it is a legal to force yourself on a ladies if you are Indian hero.

This Kumars for some reason press his mouth to Bebo’s mouth six seven times. It looks like a kiss but he is very much afraid to use tongues, teets or put hand inside vagine.

Woman walk free la la la la without leg chain or cage as common practices in Kazhakhstan. And sometime in US and A when a woman chain me to bed, when phenis gain entry into vagine, she scream Yes, Yes, Yes and she call me Oh God Oh God Oh God. Later, she want me to ask about Who is your Daddy and give beatings on her anoos.

But Kumar not do that since he is a homosexual and stunt prostitute. One time, at the airports, Bebo… naughty, naughty… makes a genuine chocolate face man gain entry to his asshole to look for drug and make his anoos hang loose like mouth of tired dog.

This Bebo is much educate doctor and is proves government scientist Yamak who said woman brain is small size of squirrel. She leave watch in his stomach with Indian disco dance music and result in him become retard like my brother Bilo. He tear his hair and scream Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah… She later sleep with him Ha Ha *NOT* (Ha Ha I make a *NOT*  joke I learned in comedy class… It is good *NOT*? Ha ha… I make another joke *NOT* ) She remove her watch by poking his anoos with injections.

All characters in this moviefilm have retardation and woman have permit to speak specially when she not being run over by transportations or get face blown by gas from anoos or when she make sexytime with Kumars or clean his feets.  At all time, all woman have been instructed by directors to show teets. It is very nice but after while, boring.

Bebo talk so much that Kumars not want to do sexytime even when she has make payment for hotel room which is twice the size of capital of Kazhakhstan, bigger than capital of assholes Uzbekistan.

American pornographys star Denise Richard who look like she want to make a shit says she want to make golden babies with Kumars because he is like hot chocolate face. Since he now a retard, Kumars make decide to marry old porno star Richard but Bebo realise she want to be in his cage first.

I forget… the moviefilm has Superman Brandon Rouths for five seconds in character name Loser and Rambo Balboas. My friend Sudermans say Rambo look like Indian bodybuilder Sunny Deol with plastic surgery and act like him too. When one chocolate face tells worldfamous Rambo: You picked the wrong neighbourhood pal, everyone in moviehall laugh ha ha ha ha ha ha… He make a joke.

I finish my reportings. Great success.

Chenquieh!

New York: Terrorism – Yash Raj style

July 3, 2009 · by sudhishkamath

“Just how would you capture the 9/11 moment when the second plane crashes into the World Trade Centre?

In Kabir Khan’s New York, American extras stare at the TV like they are watching America lose to Brasil in the FIFA world cup. Just a tad disappointed, not shocked or outraged as they stand rooted to the ground lazily and of all people, poor Katrina is entrusted with shouldering the responsibility of showcasing the shock and horror of that moment. Come on now, really?”

Read the full review here.

The Hangover: Hang out with the boys

June 26, 2009 · by sudhishkamath

Genre: Comedy
Director: Todd Philips
Cast: Bradley Cooper, Ed Helms, Zach Galifianakis, Heather Graham
Storyline: Three friends get wasted in Vegas and it’s Dude, Where’s My Car all over again. Here, they have also lost their best friend who’s getting married the next day.
Bottomline: The funniest film this year. Period.

Over the last few years, Hollywood has tasted quite a bit of success with this genre though it never perfected it. Until now.

Drunken revelry, Freudian irreverence, celebration of bachelorhood and the dream wishlist: Everything a guy ever wanted to do but never got to a chance to.

The Hangover is as perfect as it gets as far as Boys Night Out entertainment goes. Like chick flicks, the antithetic genre of Dick flicks plays out like every Tom, Dick and Harry’s fantasy.

So, what you have in The Hangover is loads of male bonding, politically incorrect jokes, situations and characters, sloshed and creating havoc in Vegas during one hell of a wild night they will never forget. Or remember.

When we say wild, we literally mean wild life – from tigers to strippers in their room to a barely year-old baby who becomes the youngest male ever seen onscreen doing something you’ve seen only in porno movies.

Though it seems to derive this inanely bizarre from the whacko Dude, Where’s My Car, this one seems funnier because unlike the Ashton Kutcher film that went all out as a science fiction spoof, The Hangover, is quite grounded with a reality… at least reality that can be aspired for.

You can steal Mike Tyson’s tiger, trash a five-star hotel, make a killing at the casinos, marry a stripper or jack a cop car you know… it’s not still as unrealistically fantasy-like as Dude, Where’s My Car where hot babe aliens are willing to give you erotic pleasure if you can hand them the “continuum transfunctioner.”

Still, why did ‘Dude, Where’s My Car’ get only a five on ten rating while this averages over 8.4 on ten around the world with both critics and audiences loving it despite it smacking of political incorrectness of every kind?

That’s probably because The Hangover goes deeper into the male psyche and Dude, Where’s my car was superficially flakey. Here, the tapes of what they do when they are totally wasted actually can be sent to their shrinks who can spend hours psycho-analysing the boys and be further deconstructed to understand fears, insecurities, dreams and aspirations of the Average Joe. Or Dick.

But the beauty of The Hangover is that director Todd Philips decides to pretend that of all that is purely incidental.

The focus of this film is on three drunk guys trying to piece together all that they did during a night they cannot remember and hence, the screenplay too has plenty of licence to run riot between the blanks.

We never get to see what they did, only the aftermath and a few fragments (now, stay till the very end if you want every thread tied up)

The actors are a prize catch and you can’t wait for the boys to return. (Yes, they will return for a sequel next year)

Ed Helms (Andy from The Office), finally you get a role you can sink your teeth into.

Bradley Cooper, welcome to the Men’s club – here, you get to atone for your sins during the time you spent doing silly chick flicks (he was last seen grabbing Scarlett Johansson in He’s Just Not That Into You).

Zach Galifianakis – you are a Dude, man. Pour me a drink, will you.

And Heather Graham, this film’s just one of those reasons the boys will always love you and cherish you for – the other two films being Austin Powers and Bowfinger. Keep doing that thing you do.

And the rest of you boys reading this, what the hell are you waiting for? Go hang with them now.

Paying Guests: Desi dick flick (Uncut)

June 26, 2009 · by sudhishkamath

Genre: Comedy
Director: Paritosh Painter
Cast: Javed Jaffrey, Shreyas Talpade, Aashish Chaudhary, Vatsal Seth, Celina Jaitley, Riya Sen, Sayali Bhagat, Neha Dhupia, Asrani, Johnny Lever
Storyline: Out of work buddies pretend to be married couples for a roof over their heads
Bottomline: Front bencher’s delight.

If you’re a girl, you will sound like a bird by the end of the film, going “Cheap,” “Cheap,” “Cheap” every few moments. The film’s so “Cheap” that most boys wouldn’t find a better bargain in the movie halls this season (at least till The Hangover releases).

Right from the posters (Javed Jaffrey is seen pinching bottoms), you know what to expect. It’s unabashedly male in its approach, thoroughly sexist and completely sexed up, Paying Guests is the definitive anti-thesis to the chick flick genre – what Hollywood and American film studies today refer to as the dick flick – popularised by Judd Apatow, Mike Myers, Kevin Smith, Sacha Baron Cohen and the likes.

By no means can Paying Guests be called good cinema. But it’s great entertainment nonetheless, a gloriously cheap celebration of political incorrectness.

Paritosh Painter adapts his play to the big screen with all the clichés you can find in silly Bollywood comedies over the decades.

Out of work guys who can’t pay rent. Check.

Men in drag, equipped with Tennis balls. Check.

Clown with a lisp. Check.

Character who unwittingly uses wrong English words (like Welding instead of

Wedding, Infection instead of Introduction). Check.

Speaking Hindi in a Tamil accent. Check.

Slip-and-fall routines. Check.

Walking-into-a-glass-door comedy. Check.

Walking-into-a-pole humour. Check.

Bitching-only-to-find-the-person-behind-their-back laughs. Check.

Caught-without-pants gags. Check.
Also, everyone speaks as if Hindi is the new national language of Thailand and there’s a full-blown “Dude Where’s My Car” rip-off. Remember the two guys with tattoos on their back that say “Dude” and “Sweet” respectively sparking off an endless loopy scene with the duo quizzing each other on what the other one’s tattoo says?
Here, the trio live in a house called Kisska House and someone ultimately has to come and ask the tenants who owns the house. If you can laugh at that joke, you will survive till the end.
However stale the jokes are, they work and only because of the fantastic actors that Shreyas Talpade, Javed Jaffrey and Aashish Chaudhary are. Their comic timing is impeccable, whether it is physical comedy, the bad puns or the casual quips and the gang makes these series of gags you’ve seen before immensely watchable.
Liked Apna Sapna Money Money?
Well, this one unfolds like a fanboy tribute to that film as Javed Jaffrey’s ringtone goes “Dekha Jo Tujhe Yaar Dil Main Baji Guitar” and later, Ritiesh Deshmukh in drag on TV gives one of them the brainwave – to make their friends dress in drag since the landlord would rent out portions only to married couples.
Soon, Shreyas and Javed become Karisma and Kareena.  Try as hard as you may not to be amused, you will fail.
The guys are a blast and the girls have nothing else to do apart from prancing around wearing the shortest clothes ever made and going over the top. Come on, when you know a film that casts both Riya Sen and Celina Jaitley… and Neha Dhupia for a bonus, you ought to know what’s in store. Miss Sayali Bhagat, please don’t ever try to act. You’re scaring the kids away.
When Riya Sen sporting the skimpiest top she can find, sobs and asks for a hanky, you wonder if she’s asking for a change of clothes. It’s that kind of a movie.
The climax itself is a decent reprisal of Kundan Shah’s Jaane Bhi Do Yaaron and as corny and cheesy as it gets, you will find it impossible to stifle a grin. The film’s peppered with comic talents – Paintal, Johnny Lever, Chunky Pandey, Delnaaz Paul and the volume of laughs make up for the quality.
So it’s easier to simply surrender to this madness and have a good time with the boys. Go sloshed for better results.

Kamal Haasan’s Project Chennai

June 23, 2009 · by sudhishkamath

“This was a little dream we had in Madras many years ago in a hotel. We were feeding each other with stories and the mosquitoes were feeding on us,” Kamal Haasan remembers that fateful chat he had with veteran French writer Jean Claude Carriere and Iranian filmmaker Abbas Kiarostami when they first discussed their plans of mentoring the next generation of writer-filmmakers.

“They had bigger ideas and I have tried to sculpt it down to a palpable size. The Chennai International Screenwriting Workshop we held recently was just the tip of the iceberg,” he reveals, when Academy award winner and Luis Bunuel’s old ally, Jean Claude Carriere (he worked with Bunuel for 19 years), flew down to kick off the mentoring process and the launch of Kamal Haasan’s ambitious short-film project.

The actor-writer-filmmaker plans to produce 30 short films on Chennai written by students from the workshop. “The idea is to get the short film movement moving in Tamil Nadu. It’s not an institute, it’s a movement.”

Kamal Haasan had first met Carriere when he went to seek his advice on Marudhanayagam. He not only got advice, he also found a “young and affordable co-writer who did it for the love of writing” in the veteran. “That was the time I lost my mentor and friend Ananthu. I was missing him when I found Carriere who gave me the courage.”

Film and the City

“There’s an ancient, intimate, deep, secret relationship between cities and cinema,” says Jean Claude Carriere. “It’s like a love-affair since the beginning of cinema. Some of my director friends talk about cities they want to shoot a film in and some cities they will never shoot at a film in.”

The temptation, for most filmmakers, is to go to the streets and make a documentary on the city but he believes fiction often turns out to be more insightful than documentaries.

“Sometimes fiction goes more deeper into reality than a documentary. Fiction is not the enemy of reality. On the contrary, fiction reaches another level of the same reality. That level is sometimes deeper than the other. Don’t hesitate to invent even impossible situations, or explore dreams or science fiction situations taking place in a city that can reveal different aspects of the city. A documentary filmmaker can never use these tools. So don’t hesitate to work with actors. Don’t hesitate to explore,” explains Carriere.

“Imagine your children and your grand children when they watch it, it will be like a treasure. A gift. A moment of life in the city. It has to be made freely, without thinking about money or success. Give the city something what nobody else can give it. Give the city what vision you have, what you have seen, heard, dreamed, imagined about the city,” is his advice to young writers.

“We have to teach the new generation how to do, but never try to teach them what to do,” Carriere believes. “We have to explain how we did and stop on that borderline and never try to impose our ideas, our views, our stories to the newcomers.”

“We were all born in the only century that invented a new language. If we were born 125 years ago, we could only talk about writing books or theatre. So let’s use the film language and not try to compete with novels or theatre. Let’s use this priceless new language that the masters have developed, refined and even perverted and transmitted to us. Try to find your own way, a story situation that touches you deeply and use what you know and what you want to learn and what one day, you will invent.”

Carriere rarely uses the word screenwriter.

“The screenwriter is a filmmaker. Screenwriting is not the end of a literary exercise but the beginning of a cinematographic adventure,” he explains.

The writer of the Peter Brook play, Mahabharata, drew a parallel between how Dushasana tried and tried to disrobe Draupadi but failed and his own attempts in seeing the real India. “I could never see India naked as much as I try,” he says, wishing the young writers luck.

Carriere would mentor some of these writers when 30 of them will be shortlisted ahead of the International Film Festival in Trivandrum in December.

On-hands experience

“Let our minds let loose on Chennai as a concept,” says K Hariharan, director of the LV Prasad Film and TV Academy, outlining the rules.  “Since Chennai boasts of a variety of ethnic and linguistic diversity, the language of the film would be the writer’s preference.”

The writers have four weeks to submit their proposal and 60 entries would be shortlisted for further development and 30 would be fine-tuned during the mentoring process and subsequently produced.

“If all goes well, we will go on floors by March 2010. Writers will be invited to the location to see their scripts transform into butterflies.”

For more, go to the official site.

Kal Kissne Dekha: Future tense for producer kid?

June 20, 2009 · by sudhishkamath

Genre: Masala
Director: Vivek Sharma
Cast: Jackky Bhagnani, Vaishalee Desai, Rishi Kapoor, Rahul Dev, Archana Puran Singh
Storyline: Soothsaying love child of Uday Chopra and Bugs Bunny comes to Mumbai and finds a bomb standing above a bomb kept by evil villains
Bottomline: Even if this were the last movie released before an apocalypse… Actually, especially if it’s the last film you’ll ever see, don’t!

An ancient Tamil saying approximately translates to: “For a crow, its baby is a golden baby.” But alas, Vashu Bhagnani, born in a different culture, never got this valuable insight.

So, he errs by repeating an old Bollywood mistake, throwing good money after bad.

Instead of cutting losses after taking a good look at his kid, he has actually invested more in really launching his old production. Maybe the word is unleashing.

Jackky (spelt with two Ks) Bhagnani who looks like the love child of Uday Chopra and Bugs Bunny is the latest to join the “Mere Paas Baap Hai” club and the only good thing about this film is his co-star and grand niece of Manmohan Desai, Vaishalee (spelt with two Es) Desai, who will make you hunt for her Kingfisher calendar picture online.

Kal Kissne Dekha is set in a typical Bollywood college. The type where Hip-hop dancers rehearse their somersaults 24×7. It’s that kind of college where students always that turn up to cheer any stupid contest and seniors mess with the newcomer hero by testing his gym skills. And yes, it’s that sort of classroom where juniors and seniors then sit in the same class almost next to each other and are introduced to Newton and gravity… only at the college level.

Sitcom ‘Friends’ fans may remember Joey Tribbiani toast during the Monica-Chandler wedding (his an excuse to demonstrate his “acting” skills to the Broadway producer in the audience). Joey recalls that he was first “angry” (Oh! Why God Why?), then, he remembered some happy memories (he “laughs”), some sad memories (he “sobs”) and some scared memories (he “jumps in fright”)  –  and he realized he will always be their friend: “A friend who can speak in many dialects, has training in stage combat and is willing to do partial nudity.”

That’s exactly what Jackky does in this film.

Director Vivek Sharma sets it up an excuse for Jackky to show us that he can feel at home in a village like Chandigarh (!) or a city like Mumbai… He can lift weights, he can kick ball, race on dirt bikes and has a heart big enough to save the bad guys. He can dance with bikini babes at beachside foam parties or stage shows, drink like a fish, save a girl from drowning and do mouth to mouth (but won’t because of his upbringing) and is dutiful enough to drop her back, even if he’s drunk and can win over her parents.

All so bad that Sanjay Dutt disappears after giving a single shot, Juhi Chawla scoots abruptly, thanks to a bomb scare and Rishi Kapoor hides under a hideous wig. Poor Riteish Deshmukh decides to give karma its due and consents to do a comedy track to launch a VIP son.

But poor Riteish is wasted really because the real laughs come from Rishi Kapoor and later, Dalip Tahil when he reacts to Jackky’s admission that he can see the future. The police chief is just waiting to believe this cock and bull tale of soothsaying, jumps in delight and says: “This is fantastic. Tell me more.”

The biggest laugh comes in the climax when Jackky does a John McLane approved Die Hard stunt. Remember how John killed a chopper using a car in the last edition of the franchise? Well, this one beats that. By a mile.

If Uday Chopra, Tusshar Kapoor, Fardeen Khan and Harman Baweja can all find work even today, chances are that Jackky too would.

Kal Kissne Dekha? Well, the movie isn’t going to be that lucky. It won’t see tomorrow.

Olivier Lorelle: Making the writer’s voice heard

June 18, 2009 · by sudhishkamath

When the writer of the 2006 Oscar-nominated film Days of Glory (Indigenes) and President of the Screenwriters Guild in France, Olivier Lorelle, walked into the Indian Embassy in Paris for his visa to attend the screenwriting seminar in India, the officials nearly rejected his conference visa on the grounds that he must apply for a journalist visa since he’s a writer.

“But I am not a journalist, I am a screenwriter. I write films,” he insisted. They didn’t quite understand until Kamal Haasan called the Embassy to explain that Lorelle was coming to India to participate in a workshop organised specifically to address that need: to bring the writer’s role in cinema back into focus.

The screenwriter and Professor at the reputed film school La Femis, Paris, was in India for a week to interact with students at theChennai International Screenwriting Workshopand at L.V. Prasad Film and TV Academy.

“Students here are more receptive and enthusiastic. Students in Paris sit back and say: Show me what you can do. They are afraid of betraying who they are by learning from someone. Students here are like: Give me all that you have. They have so many questions and they want answers.”

Lorelle used to teach Philosophy and write for theatre before he was a screenwriter.

“But I could not earn my living with theatre. After a while, we theatre writers got together around the late eighties and formed a banner called McGuffin and started writing for TV and films,” he recalls.

Soon, he met Rachid Bouchareb with whom he collaborated on ‘Little Senegal’ that won a few awards. “One day, Rachid showed me a newspaper article about the African soldiers who fought the war. The French didn’t give them anything,” he says, recounting how ‘Days of Glory’ started. “We just wanted to make it a popular film. So the awards were a bonus.” He won a Cesar for Best Screenplay and the film was nominated to the Oscars.
Lorelle has finished writing ‘Outlaw,’ a sequel to ‘Days of Glory’ set in 1945, based on the massacre on the Day of the Armistice when 35,000 soldiers were killed. “It has at the same actors but it is not a continuation of the old story. The film goes on floors next month.”

He’s also working on his directorial debut ‘Red Sky.’ “It’s a love and war film. Set during the Vietnam war, it’s about a French soldier and a Vietnamese girl in love and on the run in the forest. A psychological thriller.”

“Screenwriting is not recognised enough. The French have a tradition of associating films with the director – like Godard, Truffaut. But it does not work like that anymore. Journalists don’t credit music to the director but they always seem to associate and credit the story to the director,” says Lorelle.

The screenplay acquires more importance in the modern day context when there are about 15-20 films fighting for attention every Wednesday, he explains.

“You cannot compete with Hollywood on budgets, so we need to rely on word of mouth and make sure that the film is good. You must tell what you want to tell, but don’t betray yourself. You must work harder and harder, simplify it and make it universal.”

“We have something in common. We have to fight against the supremacy of American films. We must not let Hollywood dictate what our children will see. The Americans work hard on how to tell a story.”

He takes the example of ‘Thoranai’ to explain what’s wrong with the commercial cinema of today. “There were three story arcs – the love affair, the psychological drama of the brother in search of his brother and the third – the thriller. They were not held together, completely disjointed. You need to have one story and not try to put all in one film. At the other extreme, we have American films that are too mechanical – where everything falls into place in perfect rhythm.”

“It’s good to see a big star like Kamal Haasan pay so much importance to scripts. We have to work together and take this forward to develop writers,” Lorelle adds.

“Please also write that I am in love with Indian movie star Shriya. I am searching for a story for her,” smiles the man in love.

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