Indian film makers are getting on my nerves. As far as I remember they have been unable to make a single good film by themselves. There are two parts to this sentence: one, that they have made made a number of original films, all of which are terrible and a waste of time; and two, that they have made good films, all of which are unauthorised adaptions of a film in another language. Especially English films.
A while ago I watched a movie called Rascals and would have got out of the theatre after the first ten minutes if my curiosity to find out to what extent they had adapted it had not got the better of me. Continue reading