in the spirit of Halloween, albeit belatedly; or, proof that Beth may have been possessed
If the internet powers that be are smiling, I will soon own a DVD of the Ramsay Brothers' Purana Mandir, and you bet your bippy I'll be reviewing it as soon as I watch it. Regular readers are probably wondering why I'm watching such a thing, given my very low tolerance for scary and creepy movies, no matter how unrealistic the gore and frights are. All I can say is that The Horror!? is to be held responsible.
On the up side, it has been suggested that I reciprocate this adventure into unfamiliar territory by making him watch Hum Aapke Hain Koun. Totally fair trade, I'd say; I found HAHK utterly irritating and unwatchable when Si and I tried to revisit it this summer. Actually, a few years ago I got into a similar cinematic downward spiral with a coworker: he couldn't believe I'd never seen Point Break (I avoid both Patrick Swayze and Keanu Reeves like the plague) and I couldn't believe he'd never seen Heathers, which was the sine qua non of my high school social circle. We got together every Wednesday after work, cooked dinner, and watched each other's movies. Each thought we had suffered unduly more than the other, so a series of revenge suggestions began. The nadir for him was Cold Comfort Farm, and for me it was Big Trouble in Little China. Somehow we're still good friends, but we haven't been to a movie together in years.
Anyway. I'm sorry I haven't been posting very much in the last few months. There's a dangerous backlog of unreviewed films teetering on top of my television, and I hope in the upcoming weeks to provide you with much joy from October's binge of 60s Shashi - Waqt, Pyaar Ka Mausam, and Raja Saab - and, finally, the long-awaited, super-duper, masala-o-rama Suhaag.
Preppy, minty-hued, grin-flashing Shashi approves this plan.
He likes it so much that he's going to climb a hill with his guitar, stand on the edge, and do a three-quarter turn and fling out his arms with delight.
Then again, aren't we all? Now that I think about it, I'm going to make the hilltop balladeer three-quarter turn arm-fling the official hero pose of Beth Loves Bollywood. Everybody now!
On the up side, it has been suggested that I reciprocate this adventure into unfamiliar territory by making him watch Hum Aapke Hain Koun. Totally fair trade, I'd say; I found HAHK utterly irritating and unwatchable when Si and I tried to revisit it this summer. Actually, a few years ago I got into a similar cinematic downward spiral with a coworker: he couldn't believe I'd never seen Point Break (I avoid both Patrick Swayze and Keanu Reeves like the plague) and I couldn't believe he'd never seen Heathers, which was the sine qua non of my high school social circle. We got together every Wednesday after work, cooked dinner, and watched each other's movies. Each thought we had suffered unduly more than the other, so a series of revenge suggestions began. The nadir for him was Cold Comfort Farm, and for me it was Big Trouble in Little China. Somehow we're still good friends, but we haven't been to a movie together in years.
Anyway. I'm sorry I haven't been posting very much in the last few months. There's a dangerous backlog of unreviewed films teetering on top of my television, and I hope in the upcoming weeks to provide you with much joy from October's binge of 60s Shashi - Waqt, Pyaar Ka Mausam, and Raja Saab - and, finally, the long-awaited, super-duper, masala-o-rama Suhaag.
Preppy, minty-hued, grin-flashing Shashi approves this plan.
He likes it so much that he's going to climb a hill with his guitar, stand on the edge, and do a three-quarter turn and fling out his arms with delight.
Then again, aren't we all? Now that I think about it, I'm going to make the hilltop balladeer three-quarter turn arm-fling the official hero pose of Beth Loves Bollywood. Everybody now!
Comments
Anyway, you'll probably love Purana Mandir. God, I am a bad liar.
Eagerly waiting to read Purana Mandir (strangely enough, I enjoy horror films too!!!)
And remember, when a guy in a Gabbar Singh outfit shows up, just tell yourself "this will be over soon." The comic interludes are painful, but fairly brief. :)
PPCC - I KNOW! Sigh.
Banno - You haven't?!? Then why am I?
gebruss - Ts! Shashi and guilt do not go together. If anything is to blame, it is Hulu, where I have been sucked in to watching old episodes of Bones, American Dad, and Roswell.
house - NO. It was not wonderful. Though I should state for the record that Point Break was neither as bad as it could have been nor as bad as I was expecting.
And now I must wonder what else have you been lying to me about?
eliza - Wow! That's quite a lineup. "Wrong" is a harsh word - let's just call you catholic in your tastes? :)
Anarchivist - There's a sequel? And what an intriguing warning!
And 60s Shashi is the best antidote to anything (even if he is bit of a wet-blanket sometimes, like in Waqt)!
I've been meaning to give HAN...K! a re-watch because I didn't know much about Bollywood when I first saw it and I'd like to see if my impressions have changed.
Thirdly, horror! YAY! Also, thirdly, thanks for pointing to the noir blog. I love noir!
What became of your plan of watching Dhoom anyway? ;)
...Actually, to be honest, I was hoping that the fact that I wrote a novella-length review of Jaani Dushman: Ek Anokhi Kahani would absolve me from any future commitments involving horrible contemporary Bollywood films. I watched it twice!
I've been meaning to watch Dhoom, but it's way, way down on the list of trashy stuff I intend to see.
Now as far as movies as an instrument of revenge goes - thought you might like to know that one of my best friends uses a movie as a relationship test. She knows she is dating someone she has some strong kind of compatibility with when they will sit through Doris Day in Calamity Jane. Yes. I'd agree that shows some determination. Me? IF I had a relationship test movie, and I don't (yet?), I'm not sure what it would be. Is it one movie suits all or would you need different ones depending on the temperament of the one being tested and what you were testing for (e.g. attitude towards children whih would be sorely tested by many Master and Baby stars), dance ability (a scale of Salman to Hrithik via Shashi, Shah Rukh and Shahid??), hmmm
So yes what I started saying was I totally get making your friends watch movies that will hurt them. Movies are powerful things and should not be underestimated
Sometimes late at night I can feel that movie watching me from my DVD collection.
And, Lurple, I'm sorry about Papi Gudia, but I had no choice. It's kind of like The Ring, except for, instead of a ghost with long black hair coming out of the TV to kill you, it's Karisma Kapoor in a mirrored catsuit.
I recently challenged another review site to watch SuperBabies: Baby Geniuses 2, but I think they may be reconsidering.
Lurple, SuperBabies, really? That's kinda cruel. ;)
You can read the details in my So You've Made A Crappy Movie article, in the comments. They get to pick a movie for me to watch after they review it, so it's pretty similar to Beth's post, actually.
I'll pretend I didn't understand your Call of Cthulhu reference, haha. Nerd!
I can't remember whether it's Purana Mandir or Bandh Darwaza (I got them on the same disc) where the costume designer obviously got a great deal on bolts of this very early-'90s sparkly, tufty, kind of chenillish fabric. The heroines of the movie in question have at least two different complete ensembles made of this stuff, in both white and fire-engine red.
I'm positive that it IS Purana Mandir which has the most bizarre and unamusing comedy relief sequence ever!
Beth, if you're watching this one, I feel like I should get in the spirit of things and watch a turgid romance or something. Or maybe I'll just send you a copy of Wohi Bhayannak Raat. The scene where the zombies invade the discotheque is priceless. And if anyone can tell me what the hell is going on in the movie Cheekh, I would appreciate it.
Movies as relationship test...interesting! I don't have such a thing either. That'd be a great poll question. I'm really tempted to say I'd automatically reject anyone who doesn't like Pillow Talk at least a little bit, but one of my best friends hates it, so I guess that's not fair.
house - DO IT.
Todd - Thanks. The idea of Karisma in the catsuit is haunting me now and I haven't even watched the movie (other than the excellent "Do YOU love music?" song, which Army of Monkeys forced on me some time ago).
Thalia - Did you?!? Do tell! I am really looking forward to the costuming now, I must admit. Maybe it'll make the Fugly list!
Keith - Yes you should. I'm going to send The Horror?! the stupidest, "I think I just threw up in my mouth a little"-est movie I can think of. But I am interested in these discotheque zombies of which you speak.