What an experience on the first day of a new year! Getting to spend the afternoon by surviving through the latest of the Bollywood comedy flicks – Welcome [buy online here], and then getting to stay awake late because one cannot not finish the latest of those few classical Bollywood flicks – Taare Zameen Par [buy online here]: really awesome way to spend the New Year’s Day.
The sole reason we saw Welcome before TZP was that I couldn’t find a quicker way to get a DVD for TZP and my wife didn’t want to see TZP on the small laptop screen! So Welcome was acceptable. Perhaps it was justified at the end, because she could peacefully doze off during the last 1 hour+ period of sheer moronism, if that’s a word. A lose storyline, some low quality comedy punches, and strange happenstances – that’s all there is in this movie, fortunately carried off little nicely by acclaimed actors. While one would love to see Anil Kapoor, Paresh Rawal, Nana Patekar and even Akshaykumar and Mallika‘s nice/semi-nice portrails of characters, at the same time one has to endure Katrina and Feroz Khan‘s expressionless apperances. Some nice minutes from Vijay Raaz was one of the good parts. But mostly a movie falling in the seterotype pattern of: create multiple threads of subplots, link them losely, and finally mix them all up and switch on the juicer/mixer and see what happens!
But then God was mercyful, and we saw TZP. We started late, and when it was finished, it was 2 AM! But it didn’t matter. I guess that should say all about the quality. Mr. Perfectionist, Aamir Khan, proved once more what was his worth. A fantastic story that can make you laugh and cry, a fantastic portrail of characters that left no place for complaints and called for clapping at times, all the ingredients of movie-making just the right amounts, just at the right times – a blend exquisite – it was such an inspirational start for a new year that one couldn’t wish for a better finish of the 1st Jan!
Among both the movies, it was like a journey from the South Pole to the North Pole (not that I think that the South Pole is a bad place – or worse than the North Pole for that matter, but at least you get to meet Santa Claus at North). When we actually hit the bed, sleep was a distant wish. Minds were full of emotions that could not be expressed – did not need expression, even. The first sleep in 2008 was content.