Not another Ghajini review

Ghajini isnt the name of the actress, just in case you were dumb enough like me to think that way. Besides what sort of a name is that for a guy. I am not going to talk about the story of Ghajini or its plot (a lot of other films have done it in the past), but let me tell you (and warn you in advance that I am not being sarcastic when I say) that Ghajini was an out an out entertainer. In fact it was hillarious. It was Mr Khan, doing, at times a Daniel Craig, and at times a Rajni saar. Asin was awesomly cool and Jia Khan was kind of hot.

The songs were very colorful, not metaphorically, really, visually colorful. All of them. Not a color was missed. From clothes to hair to cars to background walls, even a lighthouse, all were colored. It could make an ad for Asian Paints. Picture this, a family went out to watch Ghajini, saw these songs and started yelling mera wala pink, mera wala naples yellow, mera wala tangy green. I digress.

The background score for all fight sequences was deafening. It was the sound of two iron bars hitting each other, so much so that after a while, each punch of Aamir Khan seems to hurt you. Speaking of hurt, my legs were hurting by the time I walked out of Urvashi Cinema, now Ive traveled in buses with little leg spaces but Urvashi Cinema is a legend among cramped leg spacy environments. If you cared to recline you would be in the lap of the person behind you. In my case there were guys both in front and back and all three of us never reclined. I just randomly looked around and it was the same everywhere. Guys behind guys, girls behind girls. What a plan ! anyways I digress.

I loved the college in which Jia Khan went. It was the coolest college one can go to. Imagine you telling a professor that you want to do some project and he tells you, dont do it. Well, it happens in that college. Is that cool or what. Also you should check out that college's cultural festival. It makes any God damn Cine awards look like the birthday party of the poorest guy in class.

One thing I want to just tell out loud to Bollywood is "stop using the surname Singhania for rich people". It is so bloody overused. Let me tell you about a Singhania who studied with me in school, he was dirt poor. He was like Kenny from South Park. He would collect broken small pencil pieces. He would eat from my lunch box, every single day. Horribly poor,or atleast so he behaved. Why dont you use some new surnames like ..say Grover. Then again, I digress.

I also saw Sreesanth in one of the scenes for almost 3 seconds until he's dead on the ground after taking a punch from Mr Khan. Ok so all Im talking about are the fight sequences, thats unfair even for a film like this, but honestly thats about all I remember. I sincerely hope you haven't seen Memento and liked it. If you haven't, do go and see the film, you wont regret it (unless you are paying for it yourself).

Btw Ghajini, the bad guy (in case you haven't been told that already) had an iphone! that son of a phone.. its haunting me ! !