Rant & Raves

Last night I was watching TV (actually I wasn’t really watching because I was working on the laptop in front of the TV), and the Cantonese movie finished, so I flipped the channels (there weren’t many channels to start with as I do not subscribe to Astro, the satellite TV in Malaysia) until I reached TV3.

TV3 was showing an Indian flick.

Now, I generally don’t watch Indian flick because (a) I don’t understand the language, and the subtitles were normally in Malay, which in case if you don’t know, my Malay sucks big time, and (b) the storylines are generally sucks as they all looked the same to me.

Anyway, with nothing better to watch, I just left the TV on. I didn’t watch the stuff from the start, but I got the story line that a thief, one of the best, ran off to Brazil and the police from Mumbai went after him. And then the police used one of the hot-chicks to lure the thief into a trap so they could capture him red-handed once he has stolen something.

Okay, I got the story.

But what I didn’t get was why the heck was that when the thief met the policemen during a party, they just somehow started to sing and dance, and then the party-goers started to dance with them. I mean, it doesn’t make sense at all.

And then, when the police finally wanted to catch the thief, the thief ran off but made one phone call to the house where the police just barged in. Now on the next scene, the police was already chasing the thief with a helicopter. Then, when the thief was riding on the superbike and went into the tunnel, the helicopter landed and the two policemen stormed out from the helicopter on their very own superbikes. I mean, who in their right mind would ferry superbikes in a helicopter everywhere when they are actually chasing a thief? And how did the police tracked down the thief when the thief was riding the superbike in Brazil city?

Of course, there are mobile tracking system that they can basically check where are the caller called from based on the mobile number. But the director, or rather the script writer, decided to exclude this part. So there’s less logic behind this Indian flick. Okay, to be brutally honest, most of the movies nowadays do not offer much logic but at least they tried their best. But for a lot of the Indian flicks that I had watched? I don’t know, it just doesn’t make sense.

And this comes the best part. At the end there was a fighting scene and this is always my favorite because I got to see how they get the “punch” each other out. I mean, credit must be given to those actors when they were “punching” just inches away from each other, and that is not an easy feat. And the most difficult part is that the actor being punched will need to synchronize the move as if he was really hit by another dude. The best part is always that the camera captured all the move and it is clear that the fists are always few inches away, sometimes they will miss by a feet or so.

It was rather amusing to watch it. But I was mildly disappointed because gone was the tomato-sauce-add-pinch-of-water-like blood, or more horribly, the Ferrari-red-paint blood that they used to use. This time, the “blood” actually looked pretty much like, er… blood, in that movie.

Anyway, it is highly recommended that anyone feel bored should watch an Bollywood flick. It was fun and I enjoyed every moment of it, except that someone could just use a friggin’ English subtitle or something so I can understand the movie more.