The worldwide market for potato chips and rice crispies is worth billions of dollars. This gentleman here is trying to grab a tiny fraction of that huge market through his cottage industry. He manufactures, packs, transports and sells the product single handedly. Vive le entrepreneur Indien et velo!
Vengeance is my mine—sayeth the reviewer of “Bang Bang” movie
I received two movie tickets for a DT cinema on purchasing some stuff in a mall. I had a choice between ‘Sex Tape’ and ‘Bang Bang.’ Alas I did the wrong Eenie meenie and selected ‘Bang Bang.’
It is sad to see in this movie how Hrithik Roshan has fallen in love with himself or rather his superbly chiseled body. No wonder his real love left him. I can imagine him working out in some posh corner of a secluded five star gym asking his trainer to give him an extra new muscle near the butt and another ripple near his nipple.
Perhaps he has forgotten that all the good actors the world has seen did not depend on their musculature to do their job. No one asked thespians of old to tear up their clothes so that the general public could see their six packs and biceps. It is sickening this fetish with the body at the expense of the intellect.
What a puerile story. It should be made mandatory in the future to reveal the story of the movie for the loving public before they enter the lock up of the cinema hall. What a sickening character in the grandmother of Katrina in the movie. Someone from the advertising world seems to have invaded the silver screen.
The movie is more of a travel video with an emphasis on Prague and London. Shots of Greece and Thailand are added as haldi and salt in a dal.
Hindi movies survive on good songs and dancing. There is one good song in which Hrithik insists upon pursuing his Unbalanced Kite act. I remember when I was younger I flew kites in the open fields of a big school behind our house. Some of these kites were unbalanced. I had to pull on the string and recall the kite back to earth. It came back like a wild eel slithering and moving left and right reluctant to come down but unable to fly. I would judiciously tie a tiny piece of cloth on the left or right bamboo frame of the kite to correct the Jhupp as it was called. After that the kite flew beautifully. Sometimes in high winds we had to tie a cloth tail to the kite to make it stable.
Someone needs to change Hrithik’s dancing style and correct his Jhupp. It has become boring. That swaying motion as if he is trying to duck rotten eggs and tomatoes. When will this guy grow up?
Katrina on the other hand is beautiful despite all the bungling of the costume designer. She is a victim of the director and the story writer. She should be given a reward for surviving the molestations of this movie’s crew. The story is so implausible that it really makes you yawn. Yawn—Bank of Simla, Really, please someone could have thought for five more seconds more and come up with a better name. Whoever lives on 32 Rajpura Road in Dehradun should sue the film makers for changing the winter weather of Dehradun to that of Iceland.
Danny Denzongpa shines through the bad dialogue. The other cast I am sure is still licking its wounds.
If you like good movies please do not even go near a cinema hall screening this movie. I wonder when my nightmares caused by the tortures of this movie will cease.
Rating—minus three stars because I wasted three hours of my life in which I could have seen a better movie. Knight and Day could not have been this bad. They say Bang Bang is a clone of Knight and Day. Bad news always arrives in duplicate.
This basic engine mounted on a cycle cart is very versatile. It runs on diesel.It is used for turning generator alternators and tube well ground water extraction. The engine is manufactured by indigenous factories in the Punjab, especially Jullundur and Ludhiana. The price is right and maintenance is simple. If the machine is attached to a flatboard on wheels it turns into a roofless vehicle which is known as a Gadda Car.
Here it is used for extracting sugar cane juice and selling to eager customers at gathering points like cinema halls and office complexes. It is a very soothing drink in the summer months. Lime juice and ice is added to the green sweet juice.
When the day is done the sugar cane juice seller connects it to the wheels of his cart with a belt and away he heads home in his self made jalopy.
The Haryana assembly elections are going to be held on the 15th of October, 2014. The loud campaigning has finally come to a halt. Haryana has seen a great blast of campaigning by various party leaders, indeed one appearing on emergency leave out of jail to lead his party. This is a no holds barred, Wild West kind of state. Every assembly seat winner becomes a king in his constituency. Normal citizens watch in amazed consternation as the family members of these representatives of the people run riot over the countryside. Suddenly poor simple villagers who manage to be elected to the vidhan sabha begin to earn great sums of money. The four big political families of Haryana have riches beyond the imagination of any king. Their power spreads like a spider’s web all over the state. Projects are begun and then left uncompleted at unknown and unfathomable whims.
Prime Minister Narender Modi’s party BJP seems likely to win this time. People are sold on the Modi brand and believe that he is a leader who will deliver on his promises. These are some of the promises made by the Panchkula BJP candidate Mr. Gyan Chand Gupta:-
Higher education will be made possible for the common citizen.
Complete health services for Haryana citizens.
Ending of House Tax.
Solving the problems of Senior citizens.
Employment for Panchkula people.
Ending the sudden rise of thefts and rape in the state.
Giving of brick and mortar houses to poor people now living in shanty towns.
Providing Below Poverty Line card to poor citizens and enabling them to take advantage of various plans under the BPL scheme.
To provide concrete shops to business persons now operating from mobile rehris.
To get a fair deal from the Center for Haryana.
Very wisely these leaders keep their voters in villages happy by accepting their simple demands and acting positively.
Children rush to get the morning ‘Parsad’ at Mansa Devi Temple from devotees. Tea and biscuits perhaps a proper meal is part of the morning free meals offered at the temple hall. The shining white spire of the temple welcomes all. People come to pay obeisance from all over India. Hundreds of thousands devotees throng to the temple during the auspisious days of Navratras in Mid September and early October. A period of fasting and abstinence from meat, spices and drinking. The end of this period is marked by Dussehra when an actor dressed as Rama symbolically kills giant sized effigy of Ravana representing evil. The effigies of Ravana and his brothers go up in a blast of fire-crackers. This also marks the beginning of the festival season leading upto Diwali a sort of Hindu Christmas. The season also has ten days of plays from the story of Ramayana – the gentle and poetic Hindu Bible. It preaches the virtues of the ideal man–Maryada Purushottam.