- John Matthew Mathan, Ashutosh Gowariker, Abhinay Deo – and the list of moviemakers who burn brightest under the aegis of Aamir Khan and merely flicker elsewhere continues to grow. The guy who made Game is capable of this? Who’da thunk!
- After Dhobi Ghat and Delhi Belly, is it safe to say that the less-than-two-hour film with no interval and where people casually slip in and out of Hindi and English — with as little fuss as pulling off a kurta and putting on a T-shirt, the way we all do — has well and truly arrived?
- The language here is so natural, it’s hard to sympathise with people still making Wake Up Sids in Hindi. The three roommates of Delhi Belly are from different parts of the country, so they speak to each other in English (as does R Balachander, whose name suggests he’s Tamilian). Their pal, the woman with the accent, speaks to them in English and to the hotel maid in Hindi. And the lower-in-the-social-ladder Jains speak in Hindi, though they educate their children in English and know enough English themselves to point out that a construction is wrong because it’s missing an article. The crooks, naturally, speak almost entirely in Hindi. The film, as a result, feels like life around us. We never get the feeling that lines have been thought out in English and rendered in Hindi for “mass acceptance.”
- The quality of filmmaking in these Hindi-indie productions is simply extraordinary – the editing, the background score, the low-key aesthetics, and especially the photography. Earlier, the light in Hindi films used to be harsh, leaving the frames overlit, the colours too-bright. Or else there would be a slick saturation of colours, as if the frames had been sprayed with a light layer of grease. Here everything is just so, exquisitely invisible.
- I wish people would stop being shocked or titillated every time someone swears on screen in a film clearly targeted at adults. (Yes, thevidiya means whore in Tamil.) This is how a lot of the world talks, and this cannot be the USP of a feature film. Making a fuss about this, designating this as the reason for the coming of age of cinema, is but a storm in a pee cup.
- Yes, this is an obsessively (and adorably) scatological film which finds ever-delightful ways to showcase its obsession. One character is constantly taking a shit, and the man he buys the unhygienic chicken from is constantly scratching his privates. A gangster is threatened with a firecracker up his butt. A landlord reads blackmail letters while seated on a commode. A cop gets shot in the butt. A character is revealed to us butt first, the faintest line of cleavage peeping out of his boxers. Plus there are icky fluids galore – loose motion, green chutney, bird shit from the sky. And there are loud noises galore – farts, bullets, a roof that explodes. Heck, even nature turns scatological when it begins to rain on poor Vir Das. The sky, you could say, is taking a leak.
- The sound guys who devised the variety of fart noises – take a bow!
- And speaking of scatology, let’s take a minute to recall the magnificent Pushpak, possibly the first Indian film to make such a big deal about a piece of shit.
- This film really surprised me because I expected something more arty, more “meaningful,” possibly a ruder version of Dhobi Ghat, deep and dense and delicately textured. But this is a refreshingly simple story whose pleasures are entirely on the surface. What you see is pretty much what you get – unless, keeping with the spirit of the film, you want get all anal and say that the knocking down of the rear-view mirror symbolises the fact that, um, there’s no looking back. That sort of thing.
- I was intrigued by the frequent framing of scenes with tangled overhead cables in sight. It’s a recurring visual motif, as if reminding us that this is a tale of constantly crossed connections.
- This is a truly wonderful screenplay, attentive to each and every character – even the minor ones, especially the minor ones – and with each scene remarkably smooth in pushing the story forward. Every succeeding development clicks satisfyingly into place.
- And then there’s the attention to detail, the crossing of the t’s and the dotting of the i’s. We’re primed for everything that happens so that nothing, on reflection, catches us unawares, the way things do in some films and we scratch our heads and think, “Now where did that come from?” If the landlord unspools a roll of film, we’re shown earlier that the photographer prefers film over digital. If the girl ends up in a liplock with a “woman” in a burqa, we’re given the gossip, earlier, about her being a lesbian. The banana that so irks Vir Das is split open elsewhere by Shenaz Treasurywala (on a plate, using silverware). The fan that will eventually break loose is shown whirring in the opening credits, with deep cracks on the ceiling radiating away from its centre. How does Imran Khan get the idea for that escapade with burqas? Here’s a throwaway shot of the trio being accosted, earlier, by women in burqas as they step into their red car, a car so bad it looks like something that would result “if a donkey fucked a rickshaw.”
- Even the item song at the end – brilliantly choreographed – has its roots in an early interview that spells out the name of the song: I hate you like I love you in brackets. (I’m going to be laughing about this song for long, and this is easily Aamir Khan’s funniest hour in a long, long time. That chest hair? That heart-shaped belt buckle? Genius! Imran was being merely sarcastic when he said, first, that he’s not going to be able to get this song out of his head, but I’m serious – this song is so silly, so addictive, it’s going to be a while before I get it out of my head.)
- Speaking of genius-level song picturisations, there’s also Vir Das’s revenge fantasy. The sequence begins like a tired spoof of a 1970s wedding scene and then segues into reaction-shot cuts from a 1990s saas-bahu soap and keeps building and building into a song sequence where sitars are held like guitars and emit sparks. Whew! Farah Khan, please take a break from making movies and give us more such deliciously deranged choreography please.
- An entirely different level of genius is to be found on Vijay Raaz’s face as he inspects the contents of the wrong package. There are many ways to play this scene – outrage, bewilderment, garden-variety anger, disgust – but Raaz’s deadpan, the look of a philosopher contemplating an existential conundrum, trumps everything, suggesting a man not easily fazed, even in the shittiest of situations.
- The RD Burman hat-doffs in a certain kind of Hindi film have become as mandatory as the Ilayaraja nods in a certain kind of Tamil film. If there’s a reason for the Hum Kisise Kum Nahin clip and the Duniya mein logon ko sound snatch, other than just look-how-cool-we-are-because-we’re-referencing-RD, I haven’t figured it out.
- In the Not Quite Nobel Level But Still Not To Be Scoffed At category, a minor round of applause to Imran Khan, who becomes not only the first Hindi-film hero to go down on his girlfriend but also the first to be embarrassed by an inconvenient erection.
- There are so many great laughs, it’s hard to single one out. But I’d go with the unexpected loo stop at an unfamiliar house as the family inside is settling down for tea. I nearly died. A close second is the visual gag of Vir Das being strangulated by his tie even while escaping on the scooter. And third place goes to Vir Das sipping water through a burqa.
- Among the few niggles I had, the few times the film didn’t quite find its footing, were the meet-the-girlfriend’s-parents scene and the adman asking Vir Das to reduce the happiness of the banana by seven percent. Luckily, there’s always a great line round the corner that yanks you back into the thick of things, like the digestively challenged roommate asking Vir Das, “They shaved your head before hanging you?” (I didn’t catch the subsequent Mill on the Floss reference though. Anyone? And I’m not sure I got the “benevolent God” and “hand of God” references either.)
- Someone get me a “cha se chainees noodle” T-shirt.
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SS
July 2, 2011
Baradwaj, the reference to Mill on the Floss has to do with the haircut–Maggie in MOTF cuts her own hair off as a child. A middle-school English reader used by many ICSE schools actually has that story as a condensed extract, which is why I found it even funnier–that Kunaal possibly remembers “Maggie Cuts Her Hair” from third grade English and brings it up in the car.
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dipali
July 2, 2011
It was brilliantly funny. Love the closed circuit camera showing the safe being attacked while Vir Das tries hiding the screen from the cop. The cop looking at his hairy fingers and not quite reacting.
All of a piece, with amazing teamwork.
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BK
July 2, 2011
My fav gag – the hillarious “Daam Badh Gaya hai” sequence… And then the Chudail sequence.. and a lot more.. had fun all throughout the movie..
Moreover, I believe every scene in the movie is a throw back on something else from pop culture or some other movie ala Jhonny Gaddar.. there are references to Lock Stock, Pulp Fiction, Texas Chain Saw Massacre, Dil Chahta Hai, Catcher in the Rye, Devdas and many more. on some rainy day, I would love to watch it on DVD and catch all the references..
And as usual, great bullet points!!!
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bran1gan
July 2, 2011
SS: Ah thanks. Now I’ll be able to sleep at night 🙂
BK: That Chudail song – the way it begins is so fantastic. The girl is slapped. She turns away, and this turning away motion segues into a twirl and she spins across the room to Vir Das and he starts singing… Farah Khan and Prabhu Deva are the two modern greats of film choreography.
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Ramesh
July 2, 2011
Ok, I assume the thevidiya bit was only for the blog. There is no way in the world the venerable institution was going to approve it.
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optimisedhargav
July 2, 2011
greatest possible review of delhi belly, read my review too, which is very amateurish on my blog, optimised.wordpress.com
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parth kulkarni
July 2, 2011
You missed the Orange Juice gag. Vir Das says to Kunal Kapoor “I can’t drink Orange Juice again” for, well. And he is offered orange juice at the jewelery store.
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That Drunky Stranger
July 3, 2011
The Hand Of God reference was to Diego Maradona’s Hand Of God goal. The one against England in the 1986 Fifa World Cup QF against England, where he apparently hit the goal after touching it with his hand. Referee didn’t notice, although everyone did. Maradona later called it the Hand of God.
Lovely post. And loved the movie. As you mentioned, beside being laugh out loud, it was also subtle at the same time. And I loved the detailing in the film. Like writer Akshat Verma is the one who directed The Return Of The Disco Fighter!
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a traveller
July 3, 2011
Love the bullets – agree with each one of them too 🙂
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JPhilip
July 3, 2011
I saw the movie at it’s London Premiere ;Mr Deo was present too and took part in an audience Q & A later where he spoke about the making .He very graciously gave all credit to the script (and the producer ,btw seeing your first bullet point!).
And speaking of T shirts : Tell me you didn’t miss the ‘stylish Rajnikanth glasses ‘one he sports for much of the latter half!!
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Rahul
July 3, 2011
I was underwhelmed by the movie. Did not dislike it, wasn’t thinking about it after.This isn’t your trailblazer like Dil Chahta Hai – its just a face value movie, the sum is equal to the value of the parts i.e. the gags. I think the reason is that the characters are wafer thin. Who are these people ? Where do they come from? I don’t know, I don’t care. I do not want to identify with them but i do want to identify them.The story took place in Delhi but it could have been any other city.I know, Hollywood also doesn’t care about characters in this genre but it does not necessarily have to be like that
Also,I felt that the director was almost apologetic about using the wonderful songs. What I was given was terrific but I wanted more, I think at least one song was used as background score and some were curtailed.
Then there is a lot to like about the movie. None of the scatological references or swearing seemed gratuitous at any point.Though the language was English I didn’t notice any Americanisms.
BK has already mentioned Johnny Gaddar in another context. I think the continuity and the detailing in that movie was top notch as is in this one.Technically this movie is brilliant but I would prefer a say, Ek Chalis ki Last Local over this.
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bran1gan
July 3, 2011
parth kulkarni: Er, I didn’t exactly miss it. But if I started writing everything about the film, that’d be called the screenplay.
Rahul: But this is very much a face-value movie, and what makes it great is the writing. I can’t recall offhand the last time I saw a script where the laughs rose so organically from the situations, like the one where Vir Das comments that his roomie’s gaand is like a solar eclipse. And these situations were not overly outrageous either, in the sense that they weren’t “manufactured” to provide laughs.
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Niraj Shah
July 3, 2011
And the lower-in-the-social-ladder Jains speak in Hindi, though they educate their children in English and know enough English themselves to point out that a construction is wrong because it’s missing an article.
TRUE THAT!!!!
Amazing Movie.
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Sudha
July 3, 2011
>>the first to be embarrassed by an inconvenient erection.
Not so – Abhishek Bachchan and John Abraham both make a production of covering theirs with mags after watching Priyanka C emerge a la Bo Derek from the beach
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Radhika
July 3, 2011
There was much to enjoy in the movie – my favourite was when they show the 4 villians leering at the unconscious girl as if preparing you for a Roti Kapda aur Makaan gang rape – and instead they are just interested in watching her do her headless chicken stunt and they feel so disappointed when the hero turns up in time and foils them.
But I felt it could have been better with a little more snippy editing. So many sequences dragged on for just that little bit more that differentiates from a really well paced comedy and one that makes you shift around a bit and think, okay, this gag’s wearing thin, move on. Have some minor quibbles – how come Nitin didn’t rush to the window to see where the Babushka doll fell, what happened to the dead body in the their flat?
BTW, by mistake we found ourselves in the all Hindi version – and the lip synch was terrible and so distracting. If they do plan to release two versions, why not reshoot it – it’s not the most expensive of productions, and it would have made the Hindi version at least less annoying.
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Radhika
July 3, 2011
Aiyyo – posted a long comment and it disappeared twice. Something wrong with the blog?
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Vasisht Das
July 3, 2011
“The crooks, naturally, speak almost entirely in Hindi.
bhesh, bhesh…neenga ipdiye maintain pannunga saar !
😛
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viswamitra vandaiyaar
July 3, 2011
Upper class speak in English. Saidapet crooks tamil. Sainikpuri crooks hindi?
pls respect these conventions, vasisht das. Why das? You are a saidapet jagadeesan right? vERa surname kedaikkalayaa?
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arijit
July 4, 2011
one great quality about this film is the realism in the dialogues and the characters…i mean this is how most of the folks that we know around talk…that is what makes it so likeable…this was missing till now in both the comic genre that used to come from Hindi cinema (ala Golmaal…) or the we-are-oh-so-sophisticated genre (ala KJo and other yuppie filmmakers…)…and the film is really funny…i loved the choreography in both the dance sequences (chudail and the closing song)…and kudos to imran khan for really trying to shake off that mainstream actor’s badge and indulging in some not so ‘mainstream’ actions…
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Amitesh
July 5, 2011
this is the worst film produced by AK production. nothing new in the film except abusive language. none of the actor is naturally delivered dialogues except vizay raaz. this film is one more film in the series of masala trend in new Delhi.
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Venki
July 5, 2011
Brilliant film. Very well reviewed. “Heck, even nature turns scatological when it begins to rain on poor Vir Das.” Room pOttu yOsippeengala sir? Like you, the film has a whole load of moments. I loved the final sequence (I hate you (Like I love you)). It has been playing on the loop ever since. Aamir Khan as Austin Powers? Awesome. And Somehow, Aaranya Kaandam and this film have broken ground for their respective languages.
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Venki
July 5, 2011
I meant “Like you said” Can be misconstrued you see 😀
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Arif Attar
July 5, 2011
An interesting thing about the background score. While it’s customary to use Ennio Morricone’s The Good, The Bad and the Ugly’s score for the comic villain in Hindi films, here for Vijay Raaz they have chosen to stay with Morricone, but a different film this time – Once Upon A Time In The West.
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rameshram
July 6, 2011
Where’s the mani kaul obit?
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rameshram
July 6, 2011
terrible film with some lovely camera work in fact I think this is a new genre. (I like to call it the “abhay deol reprographic arthouse” where movies conform to roughly abhay deol’s opinion of what arthouse cinema should be – manorama six feet under, road, movie, anurag kashyap in general, now aamir kahn….
the script was like a terribly told joke. I dont know if youve ever been in a crowd where there’s one alpha male, and his stories are JUST NOT THAT INTERESTING OR FUNNY but everyone laughs at them as if he is groucho?
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Karthik
July 7, 2011
The movies reminds me of “the big lebowski”. Very sharp, witty dialogues. Like when Imran says “I was in the middle of something..” and what he says is actually true. How clever!
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bran1gan
July 7, 2011
Arif Attar: Was it the exact score or a slightly tweaked version? Because I seem to remember a more modern sound during the Vijay Raaz scenes.
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vipul vivek
July 7, 2011
Regarding the fart sounds: there are a lot apps available with a universe of fart sounds.
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James Bond
July 7, 2011
Not the most original of efforts (Footprints of guy ritchie and tarantino all over the place) but very well done and entertaining. I guess Hindi movie industry and Hindi movie (read multiplex) audience have grown up and ready for fares like these. If this trend catches on, it can produce a lot of quality films. Imagine the number of stories that can be thought of in settings like these.. Hope this is not an one off effort.
On a side note, I have been a vivid reader of your reviews for quite some time. Even though your style can be a little frustrating to read at times :-), I found your reviews to be fair and balanced. Having said that, I am not sure if this bullet point style of reviewing tells us whether you thought the movie is worth watching in your opinion. I understand that it is your blog and you can write as you deem fit but I would politely request you reconsider.
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rameshram
July 7, 2011
the film they were (lamely,verrrrrrry unsuccessfully) shooting for was Superbad.
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rameshram
July 7, 2011
btw, one may love the smell of pussy, but what is this? saudi Arabia?! who eats under a burqa? Ive had teenage fantasies about trying that before the physics sorted themselves out….
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Dipankar
July 8, 2011
Loved the film. Aamir Khan “shaking his biscuit” with his super-follicular macho chest reminded me of Tom Cruise in Tropic Thunder.
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Navin
July 9, 2011
yes, definitely Cruise in Tropic Thunder…. but not as ritzy
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Bala
July 10, 2011
One big doubtu…where does Imran utter the “th**a rat bastard” line ?
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bran1gan
July 10, 2011
Bala: At the jeweller, when a burqa-clad Imran pulls and gun and says your favourite Tamil word too 🙂
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Bala
July 10, 2011
@baradwaj : enga boss…at the risk of getting your site pulled up by anti-piracy activists…here is a link 😀 Perhaps the other version ? Or has my hearing gone done another notch or two 😀
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Bala
July 10, 2011
You might want to not approve that comment 😀
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Vagabond Rembrandt
July 12, 2011
@Bala
Imran totally abuses the jeweller ‘thevidiya’ while robbing.. I thought it gave the character some undefined back story.. A lead character that is of north-eastern origin speaking tamil swear words.. Thats rich!!
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G
July 13, 2011
B,
I was hoping to spot a line or two about the guitar-heavy (of the good variety) sound track. Distortion, Grunge, Surf, slide, slick blues, plain old rock strumming – name them and you got them. I was much impressed by the much inventive Chetan Shashital number.
Anyways, maybe Ram Sampath will turn his version of ‘the last temptation of the christ’ in someday and then perhaps we might spot them lines.
G
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Rohit Ramachandran
July 14, 2011
Nice read. I don’t take very well to such films. I felt absolutely no connection to the characters. A lot of people, including you, have used the word brilliant. I think that’s the last thing the film is.
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cornealerosions
July 14, 2011
Very aptly concluded! Even the niggles as you put it were goood, everything can’t be 100% funny eh!
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Ludwig
July 14, 2011
This has been answered, but I feel the urge to comment.
> “I didn’t catch the subsequent Mill on the Floss reference though. Anyone?”
I almost could not believe that Deo would “pay tribute” to something like a small chapter from a 4th or 5th Standard ICSE textbook! I think you have to be a certain age for the reference to stick, though.
The moment of the movie that stays is the sidey gangster coming up with (in that hardcore Delhi accent) “Sir, lllonddrrree!” when they are looking for an excuse to get into the smuggler’s room in the hotel. The accent, and the look on Vijay Raaz’s face after that are priceless.
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drift wood
July 15, 2011
Loved your review as always and agree with most of what you say.
My only quibble with such films is – do people in real life actually come up with such hilarious lines at the drop of a hat?
I mean, a lot of the humor flows from the dialogues – the solar eclipse-ass analogy, the donkey-humped rickshaw line, and other such similar quips which seem ‘written’ and not so much ‘spoken’ with ease.
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bran1gan
July 15, 2011
drift wood: oh man, by that criterion, we’d never be able to accept a Marx Bros comedy or a Preston Sturges movie or “his Girl Friday” or even the average sitcom, where people come up with the perfect zingers for every occasion 🙂
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vipul vivek
July 15, 2011
@drift wood No, sir. Actually people do come up with such quips in real life — indeed, sometimes they are much more interesting and witty than dialogues in a film.
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Vasisht Das
July 21, 2011
inside dope: apparently imran khan ad-libbed that “THEVDIYA” word. he spent half his life in south india at some fancy boarding school in ooty, you see.
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manreetsodhisomeshwar
July 25, 2011
Hi!
I follow your blog – infrequently, though! – and I must say I thoroughly enjoy your posts 🙂 So, keep up the good work! I don’t mind the bullet points, as long as that’s not the only way you plan to structure your future posts.
Also, I’ve to tell you that at a recent talk I gave to Media students at Mount Carmel Bengaluru, I asked them on which film reviewers they read. The answer, disappointingly, was Rajeev Masand. Suffice to say, I plugged your name.
Cheers!
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Akshat Verma
July 31, 2011
Umm, no. He read that line exactly as it is in the script.
Warm regards.
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bran1gan
August 1, 2011
This has got be something of a first here — an “inside dope” authority versus the screenwriter (or someone with that name)… How the Internet fosters misinformation!
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Nimmi Rangswamy
August 1, 2011
@BR, gut feeling it could just be the screen writer! Seems your reviews are high prio and on the radar of DB makers btw whose producer blogs!!! … If it isn’t then this is a really funny gag:0
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bran1gan
August 2, 2011
Nimmi Rangswamy: I have the feeling it’s the latter, a really funny gag 🙂
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Nimmi Rangswamy
August 2, 2011
If I were Amir Khan or his script writer I would def chk your stuff about their movie:0
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Rocky
November 10, 2022
Via WhatsApp : Delhi is so smoky and choked that if you don’t gulp your Glenlivet fast enough, it will turn into Laphroaig .
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