I checked out Ram Gopal Varma's 'NEW' movie, 'Contract' the other day. My uncle convinced me to come to watch that movie...Boy does he convince well! I didn't expect anything new from that movie, cos everyone knows RGV's formula for a movie:
A really pissed off protagonist, who does not shave his beard
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A 3 BHK apartment full of Guns, bullets, packets of fake blood
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Multiple antagonists, who are against each other
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a sultry chick, who...is...just...there...and does...NOTHING...except drink beer...and wear makeup
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BANG! BANG!...Teri Maa ki...^%*@)#(@^$*@...BANG! BANG!!
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A hopeless item number with the female trying even more hopelessly to imitate a famous vamp
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Cops
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Underworld
With these thoughts on my mind, apart from some leftover sleep, I trudged to the theatre with my uncle. The movie started out pretty decently...Ummm...it was probably my leftover sleep catching up to me that was making me hallucinate. The actor...a new guy..."RGV's new find" performed well with his co-star...by which, I mean his gun.
After 2 hours of guns/blood/profanities, the scene that I was waiting for, finally started, the credits. I eagerly trampled on the already eager viewers, who wanted to rush out, to rush out myself, partly because I wanted to use the loo. Few of the guys who actually enjoyed the movie, were already imagining themselves as the hero.
A really pissed off protagonist, who does not shave his beard
+
A 3 BHK apartment full of Guns, bullets, packets of fake blood
+
Multiple antagonists, who are against each other
+
a sultry chick, who...is...just...there...and does...NOTHING...except drink beer...and wear makeup
+
BANG! BANG!...Teri Maa ki...^%*@)#(@^$*@...BANG! BANG!!
+
A hopeless item number with the female trying even more hopelessly to imitate a famous vamp
+
Cops
+
Underworld
With these thoughts on my mind, apart from some leftover sleep, I trudged to the theatre with my uncle. The movie started out pretty decently...Ummm...it was probably my leftover sleep catching up to me that was making me hallucinate. The actor...a new guy..."RGV's new find" performed well with his co-star...by which, I mean his gun.
After 2 hours of guns/blood/profanities, the scene that I was waiting for, finally started, the credits. I eagerly trampled on the already eager viewers, who wanted to rush out, to rush out myself, partly because I wanted to use the loo. Few of the guys who actually enjoyed the movie, were already imagining themselves as the hero.
It was a fine day in the end...as I got to complete some of my sleep, in the theatre.