Let me write something about the movie that has got to be the "Movie of the Year". The Movie of the year to be Dumped first into the trash! And the coveted title goes to Tashan. I have always asked myself, can man ever make something so hideous and senseless that the very thought of it provokes resentment from you. And now, finally my question has been answered. And the answer has come as Tashan! First, was it the Director's Tashan (style) to not have any story whatsoever in the movie that he thought he was going to make? Second, did Saif think that calling a girl 'Bitch' every time he breathed was Tashan? I, for one, was totally repulsed by such constant rebuke of what people thought, blasphemously, even remotelt stylish!

Kareena travelling under a hot, sveltering sun in the Rajasthan desert decides to cut off her jeans to a height where noone will know whether she's even wearing any! Akshay Kumar asks her what she's doing, rather aghast, and justifiably too! And guess what the girl has to say...."Tashan"! Gawdd!! Its just like throwing yourself into the oven to say, "See, I'm so HOT!!!":D If getting baked in the summer heat is what her style is, then God save her!
The funny part though was that these uber stylish people decided to go to Rajasthan from Mumbai through Ladakh. Did the Director just lose his compass or his mind too along with it?!

Then there's our very own Anil kapoor. He's past that age where he can play a lead, and he probably does'nt think himself to be old enough to be playing dad, so in every second movie we see him playing a don. Remember Welcome? Ok, no grudges against his choice of movies. But, then again, what on earth does he think he's doing in the movie? Plays a don, a killer, the most gruesome of criminals you can think of and has a fettish for learning english. But all that he manages to learn and rather effortlessly irritate us with is his UP version of some God forsaken engliss. Its a little amusing in the beginning, but the fixation with it is absolutely and undeniably irksome!

The best part however comes towards the end. The three protagonists(?) are locked in a barn and Anil kapoor throws a hand grenade inside it. A blast worse than what any atom bomb can instigate is cited, everything thrown to pieces. Except, yes, you guessed it right. We've seen too many movies to not get it right anyway! The three escape absolutely unscathed in a car that, by the way, is wrapped in fire that shows no signs of dousing. How supremely impervious!!

Sometimes, we retrace our steps and think of all the foolish and insane decisions we ever made in life. I did a retrospection of all the idiotic things I did in life too and no matter how hard I tried, I could'nt take away the esteemed title from one of my decisions. The decision to watch this movie.
Tashan definitely has no tashan.

I am ashamed. I am ashamed of myself and all the people who were with me the other day at the theatre. Why, one is destined to ask. I'll tell you why. I was ashamed to realise (and this was'nt the first) what a farce our notion of patriotism is. Our National Anthem kept on playing and what were we doing? Doing our own thing is probably the lamest, yet the best way to describe it. People were laughing, joking, shouting. Doing everything that they wanted to do, everything other than what they 'ought' to have done. And what was I doing? I was playing the part of a mute spectator. I did'nt do what I should have done. I did'nt do what I was'nt supposed to do, but did I prevent the others from doing it? I did not. And I think that is where I failed. Failed on my own standards. And that is the only standard I find worth living upto. Why did I not have the courage to ask the others to give the Anthem the respect that it commands? Why did I just stare into nothingness, the nothingness that lay deep within my inner self?

Are you also someone like me, sometimes?
Are you happy being that someone?