I was initially avoiding this movie. I really had to intentions of watching it. But in the second week, when I had nothing better to do, I decided to give it a try just in order to check what the fuss was all about.
It certainly is a love it or hate it, but can't ignore it type of a film. Basic reason being the "so-called" perfectionist (I find this man rather megalomaniac) Aamir Khan cast as the leading man. Aamir plays a short-term memory loss (pretty amusing when the villain Ghajini refers to him by that name) who is seeking revenge of his lover's death. But he doesn't remember anything so tattoos all the details down in his body and all over his apartment floor.
Now, the basic USP of this film is Aamir Khan and Aamir Khan, period. I simply wonder what made the producers take an extremely fake screenplay out of Tollywood and induce it to sane and reasonable Bollywood audiences. We know films in the south are made this way, and we've left that industry survive and suffice by itself. But when a film like Ghajini penetrates into the Hindi film industry, and that's when we know we're in deep deep trouble.
We're not very used to watching extremely exaggerated and artificial twists and turns in the story. We hate films that preach. Watching every scenes and sub-plots in the film we say "Well, I am sure there was a better way of putting it!" Indeed, the whole Kalpana-Sanjay romance thing looks absolutely fake, with extremely flashy songs with terrible choreography. There is this particular instance where Sanjay chases a cop, and the cop is hit by a bus and dies. And above all Jiah Khan is the greatest pain the the back ever! Come on, things here don't work that way!
There already has been huge collections and the film is a sure-shot hit. But this film is not just digestible. It's so hard to agree with what they show on screen. They manage to talk about amnesia, to girl-trafficking to telecommunications all in one movie. Sanjay (Aamir) goes to London, comes back to India, goes to see his girlfriend, returns, calls her up, talks to her, goes back, finds her, talks to her, and then realises she's been stabbed oh, come on it's making me feel very very dizzy.
I don't have much to say, but I think I can't forgive director Murugadoss for such a bad treatment, trying to make us watch something we've given up long time ago (I'm taking about silliness.) It's a painful experience watching this film, though I will still applaud the climax action sequence and the "Gujarish" song. Though I extremely disagree with the whole notion of the film, I think it's a nice way to spend an afternoon if you've nothing better to do.
It certainly is a love it or hate it, but can't ignore it type of a film. Basic reason being the "so-called" perfectionist (I find this man rather megalomaniac) Aamir Khan cast as the leading man. Aamir plays a short-term memory loss (pretty amusing when the villain Ghajini refers to him by that name) who is seeking revenge of his lover's death. But he doesn't remember anything so tattoos all the details down in his body and all over his apartment floor.
Now, the basic USP of this film is Aamir Khan and Aamir Khan, period. I simply wonder what made the producers take an extremely fake screenplay out of Tollywood and induce it to sane and reasonable Bollywood audiences. We know films in the south are made this way, and we've left that industry survive and suffice by itself. But when a film like Ghajini penetrates into the Hindi film industry, and that's when we know we're in deep deep trouble.
We're not very used to watching extremely exaggerated and artificial twists and turns in the story. We hate films that preach. Watching every scenes and sub-plots in the film we say "Well, I am sure there was a better way of putting it!" Indeed, the whole Kalpana-Sanjay romance thing looks absolutely fake, with extremely flashy songs with terrible choreography. There is this particular instance where Sanjay chases a cop, and the cop is hit by a bus and dies. And above all Jiah Khan is the greatest pain the the back ever! Come on, things here don't work that way!
There already has been huge collections and the film is a sure-shot hit. But this film is not just digestible. It's so hard to agree with what they show on screen. They manage to talk about amnesia, to girl-trafficking to telecommunications all in one movie. Sanjay (Aamir) goes to London, comes back to India, goes to see his girlfriend, returns, calls her up, talks to her, goes back, finds her, talks to her, and then realises she's been stabbed oh, come on it's making me feel very very dizzy.
I don't have much to say, but I think I can't forgive director Murugadoss for such a bad treatment, trying to make us watch something we've given up long time ago (I'm taking about silliness.) It's a painful experience watching this film, though I will still applaud the climax action sequence and the "Gujarish" song. Though I extremely disagree with the whole notion of the film, I think it's a nice way to spend an afternoon if you've nothing better to do.
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