Monday, March 26, 2007

dhoom 2! DOOOOM!

dhoom 2...god DAMN, that movie sucked. it sucked so hard it was really funny. poor aish, she looks like barbie doll!beyonce-large as life and not nearly as natural. and hrithik-i look at him in lakshya, and i look at him now, and it's just sad. it just proves that there are defined limits to hawt!ness and that you can move waaay past those limits if you really try. ouch. obviously the moral of the story is, quit while you're ahead. please. first time i ever wanted a hot guy to leave his clothes on. ick. as janet weiss would say, "i don't like men with too many muscles." to which the obligatory response is of course, "just one big one!" (har de har.)
but really, all the dance numbers (i really do hesitate to call them actual songs) were startlingly similar not just to each other, but also to the latest rap music video in that there were scantily clad video girls galore.
i also saw THE KISS, and while i don't think it by itself was lawsuit-worthy, this movie definitely deserved some kind of punishment for being inflicted on humankind. but poor aishwarya, i'm sure it wasn't entirely her fault. at this point i should probably say something cutting about the westernization and eventual corruption of other cultures with our poor moral values or complete lack thereof (SEX! VIOLENCE! EXPLOITATION OF THE FEMALE BODY!), but you know sex and violence are my favorite, so you probably wouldn't believe me. it's just that they are a different culture, and as such have different cultural values, which includes what they do and don't want to see in their movies. but one lawyer getting pissy ain't gonna do much.

really, it wasn't any kind of competition for don.

but here's the vid for "agar main kahoon," just to remember hrithik in happier times, being a crazy goofball and dancing like a weirdzo, even though he does manage to fit in the traditional bollywood heroic male pose.
i couldn't find a version with subs, but since i know all the words anyway, i don't care. :P
ok, for all of you who don't memorize hindi songs, basically, he just asked her to marry him really casually, and she's pissed that asked so cavalierly. she wants him to be stop being an asshole (which he kinda is), and be more romantic. so, since this is bollywood, after all, they have to fight it out through the power of music.
the chorus goes, more or less, "if i told you i loved you, if you were my only desire, what would you say?" she wants him to say it in a more stylish way, like he really means it, and stop being so damn full of himself. so then he compares her to a flower, the moon, etc., and she finds fault with each, e.g. the moon has blemishes, and so on. they go back and forth for awhile, and eventually they decide that they don't really need words to understand each other after all, because they are IN LURVE. cue sunset. cute.
...and speaking of sex and violence, i really really can't wait for grindhouse to come out. yesss.

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