<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524</id><updated>2012-02-06T16:52:58.140+01:00</updated><category term='SRK'/><category term='Akshaye Khanna'/><category term='Manisha'/><category term='Remakes'/><category term='Abhay Deol'/><category term='Minissha Lamba'/><category term='Hair'/><category term='Govinda'/><category term='Rajinikanth'/><category term='Liveblogging'/><category term='English'/><category term='Bindu'/><category term='Imran Khan'/><category term='Sanjay'/><category term='Salman'/><category term='temporary'/><category term='Priyadarshan'/><category term='Jimmy Sheirgill'/><category term='Umesh Maddanahalli'/><category term='John Abraham'/><category term='Mumtaaz'/><category term='Urmila'/><category term='Teaser'/><category term='Madhuri'/><category term='Simran'/><category term='Saif'/><category term='Rajesh Khanna'/><category term='Surya'/><category term='Sakshay'/><category term='Aishwarya'/><category term='Prem Chopra'/><category term='Ayesha Takia'/><category term='Irfan Khan'/><category term='DVD'/><category term='Preview'/><category term='WTF?'/><category term='5th ACEBA'/><category term='Jyothika'/><category term='TIMP'/><category term='Karisma'/><category term='Akshay Kumar'/><category term='Preity'/><category term='Telugu'/><category term='BWaB'/><category term='Rani'/><category term='Minikhan'/><category term='Anil'/><category term='Classics'/><category term='Oscar Winner'/><category term='Shreyas Talpade'/><category term='Shashi'/><category term='4th ACEBA'/><category term='Babsy Artner'/><category term='Arshad Warsi'/><category term='AB 2.0'/><category term='Bomby Boogie Night 2007'/><category term='Shashi Week 2009'/><category term='Fans'/><category term='Farhan Akhtar'/><category term='Diya'/><category term='Bollywood Bloggers Meeting'/><category term='Arjun Rampal'/><category term='Sridevi'/><category term='Tagged'/><category term='Kamal Hassan'/><category term='Hindi'/><category term='on a personal note'/><category term='Genelia'/><category term='Raveena'/><category term='Gul Panag'/><category term='Shilpa'/><category term='Jackie'/><category term='Tamil'/><category term='Shorts'/><category term='Press'/><category term='Sushmita'/><category term='2nd PEIBBM'/><category term='Siddarth'/><category term='FilmASIA'/><category term='Silent Film'/><category term='Kajol'/><category term='Bhoomika'/><category term='crossover'/><category term='AB 1.0'/><category term='rambling'/><category term='Berlinale'/><category term='Anupam Kher'/><category term='Karaoke'/><category term='Madhavan'/><category term='Boman Irani'/><category term='Books'/><category term='Aamir'/><title type='text'>baba aur bollywood</title><subtitle type='html'>Bollywood. Tollywood. Kollywood. Indian movie reviews and comments. Babasko´s take on indian cinema in English from Austria. A Masala blog about Masala movies.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>226</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-1410967667461165040</id><published>2011-04-05T16:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-09T15:10:29.558+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>Hello-ji</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Yes. I´m still alive. And no, I really haven´t watched Indian films for a while. So posting about it was kind of&amp;nbsp;superfluous.&amp;nbsp;There were mainly two reasons for my return to American and British television as main occupance whenever I have the time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There are no Indian films in Viennese cinemas anymore. Yes, you get the odd Sholay-KKKG-Water Indian film retrospective but the one cinema who used to show Eros releases turned to Turkish movies apart from the standard western fare, and the tour operator who did those single shows of some films now stays in Germany only.&amp;nbsp;When staying in India in 2008 I went and watched at least 2 films a week at the Satyam. And I found out that watching with a crowd increases the fun tenfold, which makes even mediocre films fun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And then right when I came back there were not any films I was willing to shell out $20+ on DVD. We not only do not have Indian films in cinemas here, our Indian grocery stores also only sell pirated DVDs. And I really not want those.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So I stopped and spent my time and money on different things. Doctor Who! Torchwood! Castle! Californication!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But recently I found I missed my Hindi, Tamil and Telugu heroes and heroines and I stumbled upon Wake Up, Sid! on the iTunes Music Store. I took it as a sign, rented it and thus my Bollywood dry spell finally ended last Sunday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, will I watch more? Probably. I have some films lying around at home that wait to be watched. Let´s see if I return to writing about them as well. In the meantime you can keep up with what´s going on in my life on my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://babasko.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; or on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/babasko"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Twitter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-1410967667461165040?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/1410967667461165040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=1410967667461165040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1410967667461165040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1410967667461165040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2011/04/hello-ji.html' title='Hello-ji'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-8262695396532260798</id><published>2009-03-16T16:12:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T17:09:14.775+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shashi Week 2009'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shashi'/><title type='text'>Shashi Week 2009 - Monday</title><content type='html'>Ja, ja, ja I know I´m a bad girl. I am sorry. But listen. I have been super busy since I returned from India. Too busy even to write about the only two BW films I watched since. Since you´re going to ask anyway. Those two were Gajini, which I liked (but not as much as the Tamil Version) and Billu Barber (which I liked as well, loved even had not SRK´s  worn such überugly clothes. Oh, and yes, the editing sucked. Big time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that is past. What brings me out of blog-hibernation is Beth´s wonderful brilliant adorable idea of &lt;a href="http://bethlovesbollywood.blogspot.com/search/label/Shashi%20Week%202009"&gt;Shashi Week 2009&lt;/a&gt;. Why she came up with it. Read &lt;a href="http://bethlovesbollywood.blogspot.com/2009/03/shashi-week-2009.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And her wonderful brilliant adorable plan brought me luck already. Apart from the films I will try to (re-)watch this week - Do Aur Do Paanch. Shaan - to celebrate all things Shashi, I found out this morning that the in-flight entertainment program on the Emirates Flight that will transport me to Chennai come Saturday offers &lt;a href="http://www.emirates.com/at/english/flying/service_finder/program_details_iceDW.aspx?id=2106"&gt;Kaala Patthar&lt;/a&gt; for my viewing pleasures. Which is fantastic. Because so far I only know the first 30 minutes of it. A few years back I was at a book presentation where they screened it but I could not stay to watch it in full. So. Yay. Finally will get that. Socialist-ish masala drama. With a grubby Shashi (and AB1.0 as crumpety guys bonus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Sb53FAtNoII/AAAAAAAABbM/bKXHn0J5DDE/s1600-h/kaala1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 230px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Sb53FAtNoII/AAAAAAAABbM/bKXHn0J5DDE/s320/kaala1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313815538316451970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaala Patthar is not the only Shashi film I know only parts of. I have the same problem with Dharmputra. Bought two (legal!) DVDs and both are stuck right at the start of the climax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Sb53FSE8l8I/AAAAAAAABbU/PSx39w_og6s/s1600-h/dharmputra1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Sb53FSE8l8I/AAAAAAAABbU/PSx39w_og6s/s320/dharmputra1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313815542979401666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very young Hindu-nationalist Shashi running into the house of (unbeknown to him) his Muslim bearing a flaming torch. And cut. DVD khatm. Not a chance of getting to know what happens next. And NO. Don´t you dare telling me who dies and who lives. I´ll find a DVD that works. One day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-8262695396532260798?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/8262695396532260798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=8262695396532260798&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8262695396532260798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8262695396532260798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2009/03/shashi-week-2009-day-1.html' title='Shashi Week 2009 - Monday'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Sb53FAtNoII/AAAAAAAABbM/bKXHn0J5DDE/s72-c/kaala1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-7451378364582299047</id><published>2008-12-11T12:01:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T12:57:13.342+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abhay Deol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Oye Lucky, Lucky d´oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SUD8_fZvrDI/AAAAAAAABVU/YRd0hueFPQ8/s1600-h/poster_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 254px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SUD8_fZvrDI/AAAAAAAABVU/YRd0hueFPQ8/s320/poster_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278496930969660466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to write something witty and clever about OLLO. Problem is, the Hindi/Punjabi in that film was too much for me. I feel I understood way to little to give an even partly significant opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will wait for the DVD release, re-watch it with Subs and get the opportunity to drool about Abhay once more. Don´t get me wrong. I got what the movie is about and I really liked what I saw, but from the reaction of the crowd around me, I just know that I missed out on much cool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://passionforcinema.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/ollo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 158px;" src="http://passionforcinema.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/ollo4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets concentrate on what I can say. Loved the camera work and the lighting of the film. As I did the way the story unfolded. The music is cool. And the Set Design. Paresh Rawal is so so good. And then there was Abhay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´ve been exposed to quite a lot of Deol in the last weeks due to one of them popping up in every second film that plays on TV here. So I feel I can say with authority that Abay is the best out there. Yes, I can hear the screams of "but Dharam in the 70ies!". Yah yah, ok. That is a valid point but as of today the best Deol at this moment in time is by faaaar Abhay. Bas. Khe dia na. Bas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: PassionForCinema.com has tons of cool stuff on Oye Lucky, Lucky Oye. &lt;a href="http://passionforcinema.com/tag/oye-lucky-lucky-oye/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-7451378364582299047?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/7451378364582299047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=7451378364582299047&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7451378364582299047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7451378364582299047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/12/oye-lucky-lucky-doh.html' title='Oye Lucky, Lucky d´oh'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SUD8_fZvrDI/AAAAAAAABVU/YRd0hueFPQ8/s72-c/poster_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-596309096935049971</id><published>2008-11-23T15:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T15:11:36.858+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AB 2.0'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Abraham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Dostana. High gloss. Little brain. Bahut mast.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.yashrajfilms.com/Movies/MovieIndividual.aspx?MovieID=b013d432-27ff-4d86-9de7-9afdc25cafcb"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SSlkA3fHD9I/AAAAAAAABQs/bimgfYiA0TI/s320/dostana3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271854804871090130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are those two hot Indian ladke in Miami Beach and both are looking for a nice place to stay. The perfect location would be rooms in an apartment owned by this beautiful fashion magazine editor. Only, her auntyji rightfully does not think it to be wise to let two virile guys (one looking like AB2.0 after loosing just the right amount of weight and the other bearing an undeniable resemblance to John - we have a winner in the 6-pack contest - Abraham)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SSlkA47-PVI/AAAAAAAABQ0/4TN94be36js/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 303px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SSlkA47-PVI/AAAAAAAABQ0/4TN94be36js/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271854805260582226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idea! Since one is a photographer and the other one a nurse, what would be more natural as to pretend to be a gay couple. And by being that posing no danger to the landlady´s honour. So they move in and become the thickest of friends. Until both fall in love with her and the plot somewhat thickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously the part with both guys getting more and more entangled in their pretend gayness is very very funny. Yes, of course there are the stereotypes. But hey, those are straight Indian guys pretending to be gay and the film manages to not make a farce of it. The only minus point is guy number 3. Well at least Bobby Deol got rid of his mane a while back but still, it doesn´t gel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SSlkBG_bEDI/AAAAAAAABQ8/PaH5qOCjB8g/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 173px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SSlkBG_bEDI/AAAAAAAABQ8/PaH5qOCjB8g/s320/17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271854809033150514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part? The Kirron Kher bits where a riot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and btw. Dostana set the bar for the most romantic date. I will only say KKHH. I challenge every guy to top that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-596309096935049971?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/596309096935049971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=596309096935049971&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/596309096935049971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/596309096935049971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/11/dostana-high-gloss-little-brain-bahut.html' title='Dostana. High gloss. Little brain. Bahut mast.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SSlkA3fHD9I/AAAAAAAABQs/bimgfYiA0TI/s72-c/dostana3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-2853491689627537256</id><published>2008-11-23T08:40:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T05:19:48.942+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Yuvvraaj - at least it didn´t have a shower scene with Anil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://yuvvraaj.erosentertainment.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 216px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SSkXRggXofI/AAAAAAAABQU/8WyOmljC0xM/s320/Yuvvraaj.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271770428364792306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am utterly confused. It´s a fact. Yuvraaj is a bad movie. Think creepy 90ies bad. But somehow it works. And I don´t have the faintest idea why it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one and only reason for me to make myself brace the rain and watch Yuvraaj yesterday was that I wanted to see how Subash Ghai framed those parts of the story that played in Austria and Czechia (For those interested, except for one tiny piece which might really have been Czechia they shot most scenes in the Tyrol and Salzburg). &lt;a href="http://www.cinetirol.at/"&gt;Cinetirol&lt;/a&gt; can be happy. They got a beautifully shot tourism adfilm.&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of it. Yuvraaj is old school. In a bad sense. Everything people (outside and inside India) make fun about in Bollywood Films is there. Hell, Ghai even used the freaking "thunder" to accent the gravity of what´s happening on screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it took a while to get into it. Mithun helped a bit. As did Zayed who finally looked good again in a film. But a film starting with Katrina stangling her poor chello was not easy to digest.  Salman loosing his shirt exactly 15 min into the film did´t help either. The Extras were really really really bad (Bollywood, seriously, you need to get yourself some better white Extras, or at least make them stop looking straight into the camera or at the AD because they have no idea what to do and what not) The costumes will feed &lt;a href="http://bollywoodfugly.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bollywoodfugly&lt;/a&gt; for months. Don´t forget Filmi physics like hurricane-like winds in rooms but not even one moving hair when driving an open convertible at 60mph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SSkZvWWw-AI/AAAAAAAABQc/k4AqxWaP7lQ/s1600-h/yuvraaj_still_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SSkZvWWw-AI/AAAAAAAABQc/k4AqxWaP7lQ/s320/yuvraaj_still_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271773140059486210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the story. Been there. Done that. About 1.23.042 times. Three brothers. Not on speaking term. A reluctant father-in-law to be. An unjust will. Evil greedy uncles, aunties and cousins. And POISON. There has been poison! I think that was the moment when I made my peace with Yuvraaj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is an old school film. With an old school story. And old school sloppy filmmaking.&lt;br /&gt;And in the end I came out and had to confess to myself that I had actually had a good time. One part of the Bollywoodfan in me who acutally got hooked on Indian cinema because of films like that, had a fun retro-flashback. Even while the other part cringed and hated Ghai because he ruined my believe that Bollywood was finally over making films that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: As for the locations. The ones I can name are &lt;a href="http://www.hangar-7.com/#en/homepage/"&gt;Hangar 7&lt;/a&gt; in Salzburg, &lt;a href="http://kristallwelten.swarovski.com/Content.Node/pics-and-more/events-bilder/events_pictures1.php"&gt;Kristallwelten&lt;/a&gt; in Wattens, Festung &lt;a href="http://www.kufstein.at/system/web/default.aspx"&gt;Kufstein&lt;/a&gt; and quite a few other locations in and around Innsbruck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-2853491689627537256?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/2853491689627537256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=2853491689627537256&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2853491689627537256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2853491689627537256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/11/yuvvraaj-at-least-it-didnt-have-shower.html' title='Yuvvraaj - at least it didn´t have a shower scene with Anil'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SSkXRggXofI/AAAAAAAABQU/8WyOmljC0xM/s72-c/Yuvvraaj.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-540480354815140644</id><published>2008-11-21T06:16:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T12:08:33.775+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Dasvidaniya bitter-sweet goodbye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dasvidaniya.in/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SSZbORa6ZcI/AAAAAAAABPw/5k5CM4I-ZRw/s320/poster_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271000714636322242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure Dasvidaniya (Goodbye in Russian) is nothing but another version of a "bucket list" film. But it is an endearing Indian version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amar (fantastic Vinay Pathak) finds out that he has 3 months to live. Problem is that you cannot call what he did with his live up to that moment as "living". So after a pep talk from his alter-ego he starts to write and work down a "10 points to do before I die" list. It contains not really spectacular things. No skydiving or dancing on the terasse of Eiffel tower. It is real stuff like buying a car or meeting old friends that give him a chance to finally live before dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dasvidaniya is a small film with an excellent cast. It´s quiet and sweet and funny and it made me tear up add the oddest scenes. I loved it for being unspectacular. And for small but shining moments like Amar explaining to his guitar teacher why he started wearing all those threads and rings. Or the first scene on the brigde. Or the love declaration. Or... There are so many wonderful moments in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it is a niche film. But if you, as I do, have a weak spot for off the beaten track films and are as happy as I am to see Rajat Kapoor, Neha Dupia or Saraubh Shukhla on the big screen then you have to go and watch this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-540480354815140644?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/540480354815140644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=540480354815140644&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/540480354815140644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/540480354815140644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/11/dasvidaniya-bitter-sweet-goodbye.html' title='Dasvidaniya bitter-sweet goodbye'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SSZbORa6ZcI/AAAAAAAABPw/5k5CM4I-ZRw/s72-c/poster_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-5720159743480679869</id><published>2008-11-14T07:19:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T13:33:15.218+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simran'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><title type='text'>Vaaranam Aayiram - ahh, lets make that 500</title><content type='html'>Back in 2006 when I wrote about &lt;a href="http://babasko.blogspot.com/2006/11/peralagan-surya-wow.html"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Peralagan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I titled the post "Surya. Wow". That could be a very fitting title for this post as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SR0l7ndA--I/AAAAAAAABOo/bVuugRsnR98/s1600-h/ticket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SR0l7ndA--I/AAAAAAAABOo/bVuugRsnR98/s320/ticket.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268408845226540002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to watch a charity preview of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vaaranam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Aayriam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Thousand Elephants) yesterday (with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Gautham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sameera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Surya attending *&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;squee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;* )&lt;br /&gt;I had high expectations for the combination of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Gautham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Menon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, Harris &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jayaraj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and Surya. To make it short. Not all could be satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by the relationship with his own father, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Gautham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tries to tell the story of a father-son relationship told to us by the son (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Krishnan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Suriya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; both are played by Surya) in flashbacks. We are led from the 60&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when the parents met to present times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tiny problem with the storytelling is that the focus too often shifts from the father-son relationship. Especially in the second half. There are some episodes in the sons life that are just too long and distracting. And sorry, but the climax military thingy is plainly bad. I really hope that the Indian Special Forces are nowhere near as amateurish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. Big but. The first half is great. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;luuurved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the song &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;picturisation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Especially the 60&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and 80&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; songs. In fact the first hours or so I felt I was watching an almost perfect movie. Great storytelling. Perfect tempo. Cinematography is beautiful. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;SFX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; are the best I´&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; seen in an Indian film so far. And I felt the "historical" bits were so sweet and authentic in acting, design, flair, feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.galatta.com/Moviename/vaaranamaayiram/vaaranam-aayiram-flash.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SR0l71lXeVI/AAAAAAAABOw/OILZob6nBE8/s320/vaaranam_aayiram-067.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268408849019664722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the biggest treat is Surya. He really nails it. The 16 year old as well as the 60 year old. Sometimes I almost forgot that this was one and the same actor just in different &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;getups&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well what can I say? He has been my favorite southern Indian actor for quite a while now and I think he is fast climbing to the top of my "All-Indian Fave" list. Watch out &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Sanjay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;/Nana/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Atul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;And [&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;fangirlmode&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on] he looks smoking hot. I still go by my quote from 2006 "He has that very attractive &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Umphh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;-factor of being a cool actor with intense eyes and a killer smile." And since he joined the &lt;a href="http://sify.com/movies/tamil/imagegallery/galleryDetail.php?hgallery=14775121&amp;amp;slide=0"&gt;6-pack club&lt;/a&gt; for this film you can add that too (even if I felt the "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Salmanitis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" he displayed was a bit much)  [/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;fangirl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mode off]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.galatta.com/Moviename/vaaranamaayiram/vaaranam-aayiram-flash.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 212px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SR0l8Pq3LDI/AAAAAAAABO4/cQ2fT9ozJiI/s320/vaaranamaayiram_04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268408856022035506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not only Surya was great. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Simran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is fantastic as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Krishnans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wife and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Suriyas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mother. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Sameera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Reddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; surprised me in a good way and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Divya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was did wonderful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Watch it or not? Even with a few points of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;criticism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. No Question. Watch it. For Surya. The great cinematography. The songs. The first half and parts of the second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oops. Almost forgot. Of course we need a disclaimer for this review as well. As I still don´t understand more than two Tamil words and the film obviously was without Subs I could only get the English bits of the dialogue. It was not too hard to follow the story though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;PS: I heard rumors that Gautham edited the second half some more since the first previews. I´ll probably go and watch it once more tomorrow, so I will be able to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: It´s confirmed. 15 minutes of the 2nd half have been cut. Reports tell that this helps quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-5720159743480679869?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/5720159743480679869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=5720159743480679869&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5720159743480679869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5720159743480679869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/11/vaaranam-aayiram-ahh-lets-make-that-500.html' title='Vaaranam Aayiram - ahh, lets make that 500'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SR0l7ndA--I/AAAAAAAABOo/bVuugRsnR98/s72-c/ticket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-2935111691376312704</id><published>2008-11-06T06:59:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T07:41:13.195+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SRK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Press'/><title type='text'>"German Blogger Barbara Skoda"</title><content type='html'>Well, that would be me. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TOI&lt;/span&gt; Website has an article by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Anuradha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Varma&lt;/span&gt; on the &lt;a href="http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/Entertainment/Waiting_for_SRK/articleshow/3677203.cms"&gt;Fans reaction to the Temptation Reloaded disaster in Germany&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;btw&lt;/span&gt;. some of the fans already filed charges for fraud against the promoters and quite a few of the claimants only converse via their lawyers with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sensasian&lt;/span&gt; anymore. The &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8GDf-l0uws"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;SRK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;youtube&lt;/span&gt; apology&lt;/a&gt; made it to the evening news on TV. Anyone involved with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bollywood&lt;/span&gt; in Germany is fighting for damage control and German &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Bollywood&lt;/span&gt; magazine &lt;a href="http://www.ishq-magazin.de/index.php"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ishq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; is trying to extract at least parts of the truth behind the whole drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*of course I am actually "Austrian Blogger Barbara &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Skoda&lt;/span&gt;" since my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;home base&lt;/span&gt; is in Vienna, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Austria&lt;/span&gt;. And we only &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;speak&lt;/span&gt; German there (A fact that might be disputed by anyone living north of Munich). But I stopped minding the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;mix up&lt;/span&gt;. In fact whenever I get asked of my origin here in Chennai I resort to answering "Germany" for quite a while now. It is somehow the better option than to always explain that Austria is not Australia and most of the time giving up because people don´t get it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-2935111691376312704?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/2935111691376312704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=2935111691376312704&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2935111691376312704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2935111691376312704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/11/german-blogger-barbara-skoda.html' title='&quot;German Blogger Barbara Skoda&quot;'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-7610216895366724394</id><published>2008-11-03T13:01:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T14:19:21.345+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Fashion - reality? not really!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQ74AlO27kI/AAAAAAAABNA/wLWqqxlqFTk/s1600-h/moviestill_32_1_main.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQ74AlO27kI/AAAAAAAABNA/wLWqqxlqFTk/s200/moviestill_32_1_main.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264417703320809026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a bit of a pity that &lt;span class="normal"&gt;Madhur Bhandarkar did not dare to go the whole nine yards with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working in the fashion industry is a tough job. Duh! Yes, we know that. And of course there is almost not difference between the Indian industry and Fashion business anywhere else in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. Here´s the not so surprising story.&lt;br /&gt;Smalltown beauty queen aspires to become model. No, Supermodel. Mom is ok with it. Dad not. Beauty queen travels to Mumbai and meets with gay friend and assistant designer. He makes her meet people and since aspiring model looks like Priyanka Chopra and the big honchos are neither stupid nor blind, she heads to the top at lightning speed. But being a country bumpkin she of course does not read the 500 pages contract nor does she listen to the warning of her coke-abusing fallen successor. So beauty queen now Supermodel looses her friends, lets herself get knocked up by her married boss, has an abortion and starts the coke/alcohol routine. Thank god she has an epiphany and heads home.&lt;br /&gt;Sad little traumatized now Ex-Supermodel need about a year to sort of recover only to go back and show it to the world (now with the blessing of Daddy). She apologises to her best model friend and alibi-wife who is now pregnant from her gay designer husband, best gay now-designer-not-assistant-anymore friend and ditched former model boyfriend who is now engaged to some other girl.&lt;br /&gt;She not only tries a comeback but also tries to help the other totally rundown former supermodel to get back on her feet. One succeeds. One dies. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I learned from this movie?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Every male designer in India is gay.&lt;br /&gt;-Breaking up with your boyfriend makes you addicted to cigarettes and vodka.&lt;br /&gt;-Kangana should not speak. Ever. And even less shout. It is unintentional comedy at its best to watch her yell at her boyfriend and then tumble down the stairs. The cinema roared with laughter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Indian models do not have eating disorders.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;Everyone who ever watched America´s Next Topmodel knows that walking the ramp is similar to nuclear science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I liked about the fim was its cinematography. And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="normal"&gt;Ashwin Mushran. The rest was boring. As movies tend to be that oversimplify the worlds dark areas and are so predictible that you can narrate the story plus all the side twists after watching the first 5 minutes of the film&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-7610216895366724394?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/7610216895366724394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=7610216895366724394&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7610216895366724394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7610216895366724394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/11/fashion-reality-not-really.html' title='Fashion - reality? not really!'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQ74AlO27kI/AAAAAAAABNA/wLWqqxlqFTk/s72-c/moviestill_32_1_main.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4057702623309999501</id><published>2008-10-29T03:41:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T12:40:30.188+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><title type='text'>Aegan - Main nahin hoon na</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQg46Ya5QYI/AAAAAAAABLA/KHENGxMZa_Q/s1600-h/Aegan-Stills-17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 263px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQg46Ya5QYI/AAAAAAAABLA/KHENGxMZa_Q/s320/Aegan-Stills-17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262518740221247874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This post will not be a proper review since I don´t understand any Tamil and it was screened without subtitles. But nonetheless I got most of the story, especially since Aegan is sort of a remake of Main Hoon Na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can read, I did eventually manage to get a ticket. And so I had a blast watching this years big Diwali release with a Tamil crowd. I still have to confess that I would have preferred to watch the new Surya release but since Ayngaran, the producer of Aegan, seemed to have blocked most of the screens for the Diwali weekend, the Vaaranam Aayiram makers decided to move its release to November 14th.&lt;br /&gt;From my point of view it seems like a good plan from Ayngaran to overkill with screens on this release, since judging from the reaction of the audience, the film left most of them pretty cold. So I don´t think word-of-mouth is going to be too good. The audience´s enthusiasm cooled down from a huge cheer Ajith got for his first scene to people starting to leave while the climax fight was still on. In the end everybody just wanted to get out as fast as they could. People seemed not to hate it, they just looked unaffected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I still had lots of fun. Btw. Aegan is not a 1:1 clone of MHN. There are some more or less significant changes in the story. Not all are for the best I am afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQg455AoBtI/AAAAAAAABKo/Jza13gw6KXk/s1600-h/Aegan-Stills-60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQg455AoBtI/AAAAAAAABKo/Jza13gw6KXk/s320/Aegan-Stills-60.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262518731789567698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aegan tells the story of a CBI Special Ops Super Agent called Shiva who gets called in by his boss (and father) to protect the daughter of a criminal-turned-key witness. Since said former-crook went AWOL after an attempt for his life through his former partner in crime, the CBI hopes to catch him when he contacts his daughter. So Shiva is forced to go undercover as a student in her boarding school in Ooty. It takes a while and some rope-action fights for Shiva to befriend Pooja (Piaa Bajpai) and her boyfriend Narain (Navdeep). Life gets even more complicated for our hero when he falls head over heals for his beautiful, very sparsely clad chemistry teacher Mallika (Nayantara) who not seems to be at the very least interested. Oh and there is the (very far on the) side-story of Shiva´s adoptive mother and brother who happen to be living in Ooty as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQg454ESjAI/AAAAAAAABKw/c9PuMjleXeY/s1600-h/Aegan-Stills-63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQg454ESjAI/AAAAAAAABKw/c9PuMjleXeY/s320/Aegan-Stills-63.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262518731536501762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you see. Pretty close but not a clone. And since even the filmmakers openly(!) acknowledged a close relation between those to two movies, why not compare &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MHN&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aegan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Action&lt;/span&gt;. Aegan has a lot of more blood and some very cool wire-action fights. But it sadly misses the cycle-riksha chase. Tie. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1:1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Comedy&lt;/span&gt;. The comedy track with the school principal and the weird teachers is equally nice in both film. Aegan has a comedy side kick for Shiva and he´s fun. One Point for Aegan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Sush and SRK sizzle. And the heartbreak of Sanjana due to Lucky´s insensitiveness. Her makeover. Lucky´s makeover. MHN has it all. In Aegan the romance between Pooja and Narain is already established and Shiva and his chemistry teacher don´t sizzle. They annoy each other and unfortunately us as well. MHN un point &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQg46A5mywI/AAAAAAAABK4/irB-DlRQWy4/s1600-h/Aegan-Stills-40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQg46A5mywI/AAAAAAAABK4/irB-DlRQWy4/s320/Aegan-Stills-40.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262518733907610370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Emotional highlights.&lt;/span&gt; SRK standing in front of his brother and stepmother with the urn of his father is heartbreaking filmi greatness. Aegan completely wastes that opportunity. We get a so-so flashback very late in the movie and no confrontation whatsoever in present time. We only see the happily reunited family right after the climax fight for 2 seconds. Bas. Another point for MHN &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Songs.&lt;/span&gt; Farah Khan managed to fit all of the songs in MHN perfectly into the story (even the item-song-wali ones) Raju Sundaram doesn´t. Also I love "Chale Jaise Hawaien" and I don´t love "Yahoo Yahoo" Not even shooting on of the songs in Switzerland saves Aegan loosing that point to MHN. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQhLfjGPLQI/AAAAAAAABLI/WA6Xp7wmtsY/s1600-h/Aegan-Stills-55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQhLfjGPLQI/AAAAAAAABLI/WA6Xp7wmtsY/s320/Aegan-Stills-55.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262539169951853826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hero.&lt;/span&gt; SRK vs. Ajith. Tough one. But then. Not really tough. Sorry Ajith, as much as I like you and as much as I am not a hardcore SRK Fan. Major Ram Prasad Sharma is so taking that point from CID Special Agent Shiva. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Heroine.&lt;/span&gt; No-brainer. Sush and Amrita Rao. Every time. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MHN also gets one point each for technical execution, script execution and the overall "tribute to filmy history" theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Final Result. 9:2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A landslide victory for Main Hoon Na. Aegan is a wasted chance. It would probably not be so obvious if it was an original story but so it is but a MHN minus the heart. Following more closely to the MHN script might have made a terrific Kollywood film. Pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All pictures copyright Ayngaran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4057702623309999501?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4057702623309999501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4057702623309999501&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4057702623309999501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4057702623309999501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/10/aegan-main-nahin-hoon-na.html' title='Aegan - Main nahin hoon na'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQg46Ya5QYI/AAAAAAAABLA/KHENGxMZa_Q/s72-c/Aegan-Stills-17.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-7034951602710975040</id><published>2008-10-23T07:44:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T07:59:41.588+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><title type='text'>Too slow. Bleh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQARN1tDp4I/AAAAAAAABH4/RHQO-YHY-d4/s1600-h/Aegan-Stills-16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 189px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQARN1tDp4I/AAAAAAAABH4/RHQO-YHY-d4/s320/Aegan-Stills-16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260223294220773250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really really really wanted to go and watch Ajith in &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OHl5UDXByiA"&gt;Aegan&lt;/a&gt; this weekend, but since there was some Internet/electricity/server trouble at the office I just couldn't log into the thecinema.in or the inox website yesterday. So I tried this morning and ALL tickets (and we´re talking about 10.000 at Satyam cinemas alone) for this weekend are already gone and only very few tickets for the late shows which I can´t attend on Monday and Tuesday are left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-7034951602710975040?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/7034951602710975040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=7034951602710975040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7034951602710975040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7034951602710975040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/10/too-slow-bleh.html' title='Too slow. Bleh.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SQARN1tDp4I/AAAAAAAABH4/RHQO-YHY-d4/s72-c/Aegan-Stills-16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-3651718824533242489</id><published>2008-10-20T09:16:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T10:17:49.766+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SRK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rambling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>The Blame Game</title><content type='html'>I´m sitting at the airport in Brussels waiting for my flight back to Chennai after veeery busy 5 days in Berlin (hence no update) but now looks like a good time to do a quick follow up on my last blog post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I wrote my piece there have been press releases (from both sides), SRK sort of apologised to his German audience through a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8GDf-l0uws"&gt;special video message&lt;/a&gt; and the German fans are ripping each other apart on account of who the truer fans are. Those who are pissed at SRK/his management for their share of the messing up but still love him as an actor/posterboy or those who already forgave and forgot everything, deeming SRK and "his people" the victims of the whole drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SP1nPIttZYI/AAAAAAAABHY/WSwqv4o9SxA/s1600-h/mk_faceoff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SP1nPIttZYI/AAAAAAAABHY/WSwqv4o9SxA/s320/mk_faceoff.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259473449573508482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still standing by any word I wrote. Just in case you´re wondering. And I of course will go on watching any Indian film I can in cinemas or buy the (original) DVD´s of the ones I can´t and that look promising to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-3651718824533242489?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/3651718824533242489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=3651718824533242489&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3651718824533242489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3651718824533242489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/10/blame-game.html' title='The Blame Game'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SP1nPIttZYI/AAAAAAAABHY/WSwqv4o9SxA/s72-c/mk_faceoff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-7035838707424735501</id><published>2008-10-14T11:51:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T11:04:58.971+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTF?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>oops, they did it again or how to ruin a pretty well-doing market</title><content type='html'>SRK´s Temptation 2008 concerts in Germany have been canceled today. Three days before their scheduled dates. Back in August the German stop of the Bachchans Unforgettable Tour met the same fate. They informed their audience 4 days in advance about the adjourment sine die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The big honchos in Mumbai seem to have got something wrong. Ever since the Johars and YashRaj started to make their profitable deals with REM and RTL2 the German market seemed to look like fat firang tourist in Chor Bazar to the Filmi Industry-walas that could easily be skinned for money.&lt;br /&gt;Except, if you trick somebody and want to keep on milking him, don´t become too greedy. You can only screw us so far. To steal a line from K3G: Tum sirf entertainer ho, parameshwar nahin. For us Non-Desi Europeans you just produce films we like (sometimes very very much) with stars we like (and sometimes honestly love) but you can´t do whatever you like and not pay a price for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take the DVD market for example.&lt;br /&gt;Primary rule: If you want to sell films in Germany you have to dub them. Cinema in Germany has been German-dialogues-only ever since the first talkie in the 1920ies. Same goes for the Video and DVD market. Thankfully there are companies like REM who cater to a niche audience with high quality releases. Due to their cooperation with the RTL2 TV station they were able to produce top standard Bollywood DVD´s that sold fantasticly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter greedy Bollywoodproducers. And swamp the market with C-grade movies, flop-films and bad quality production. That in itself would not be such a problem had they not tried to go the tourist-gouging routine. Even the King Khan has made some really really bad movies over the years. Sell them to the unsuspecting K3G, DDLJ or KHNH fan and you get somebody who will think twice if he will ever again spend 18,- to 24,- Euro on a BW DVD.&lt;br /&gt;Mistake born out of greed #2: Quite a few of those crappy DVD´s had SRK (the only BW actor that really sells in Germany) on their cover. Even without him being in it. Instead customers got such shiny moments of Indian movie history like Hottestm@ail.com or Husn Bewafa.&lt;br /&gt;Is it any wonder that sales of Bollywood DVD dropped like the stock market during the last weeks? Two years ago you had entire sections in DVD stores dedicated to Indian films. Now you can be lucky if you get a tiny part on the "B" shelf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the TV ratings started to drop as well. Films were edited beyond recognition. And the big selling K3G-style extravaganzas were a thing of the past too. You just can´t expect films like D:2 or Krrish to work for an audience that is used to watch Hollywood quality action or SciFi films. Sorry. But, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god the Berlinale 08 happened. SRK and OSO came, saw and conquered. The hard-core fans, still loyal and actually pretty active in promoting the thing they love, stroke up a frenzy. SRK made the evening news. And the German fans were led to believe that the slump that hit the Bollywood Trend in Germany was finally over. Especially since some of the Multiplex chains started to screen current films and both the Unforgettable and the Temptation Tours were announcing shows in Germany.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bollywood Concerts and Germany do have a rather shaky past.&lt;br /&gt;The local promoters like SensAsian are, lets be frank, crooks. Plain and simple. They talk, they announce, they sell tickets and they mess up, go into hiding, take the money with them and piss of the fans. Just look at SA´s track record. Apart from the very first "Dinner with SRK" in Offenbach in 2005 everything else was either canceled or had to be cut short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we have the latest of their disasters and this time it is not simply Shilpa Shetty´s Miss Bollywood or the Bachchans (which both probably got canceled due to bad pre-sales). This time it really hits hard. This time it is SRK. I know of more than a few cases of Fans who literally had to scrimp and save to be able to afford a once-in-a-lifetime journey to one of the concerts. So this time it is personal. And that is bad news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First they demand outrageous sums for - lets be honest - a tacky playback show and the fans pay it. And now the fans already sitting on their packed suitcases have to hope and pray that they get their 50,- to 250,- Euros back.  And I am not even talking about the hundreds of fans that will surely loose money because their plane tickets or hotel reservations can´t be canceled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(You want numbers? Lets take this very dear friend of mine. She shelled out 150,- for the ticket, 100,- for the airfare, the hotel for two nights would have cost her another 100,- add to that food, public transport and maybe some merchandise and you have at least 400,- . A sum that she was willing to spend on "her" SRK. She earns about 900,- each month. After deducting her fixed costs she has about 300,- for food, petrol etc. Do the maths!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Yo! Greedy Bollywoodproducers and greedy Bollywoodstars!&lt;br /&gt;If you want to &lt;s&gt;save what is left of your&lt;/s&gt;  start rebuilding some credibility in Germany to maybe have some kind of a future here: Don´t do deals with promoters you know have let you down in the past or distributors that do more damage than good. That can´t be too hard, can it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is that (very crass but nonetheless true) saying "don´t crap where you eat". And eating you seemed to do just fine in Germany for the last few years. But by crapping on our heads once too often I feel that you finally crossed the limit of our hospitality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT 16/10/08: Thanx to the great feedback to my rambling. To answer a few questions I was asked a few times. Yes, please copy the text if you want to (just give me credits for it) and no, I don´t have a German version of it, sorry. And since I am at a business convention for the next 3 days I won´t have the time to translate it either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-7035838707424735501?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/7035838707424735501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=7035838707424735501&amp;isPopup=true' title='33 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7035838707424735501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7035838707424735501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/10/oops-they-did-it-again-or-how-to-ruin.html' title='oops, they did it again or how to ruin a pretty well-doing market'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>33</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-2243651855151914909</id><published>2008-10-06T13:18:00.010+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T14:21:30.081+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imran Khan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minissha Lamba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sanjay'/><title type='text'>Kidnap. Meh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SOn8yWITMFI/AAAAAAAABEI/fpPfhNvH-eI/s1600-h/p9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SOn8yWITMFI/AAAAAAAABEI/fpPfhNvH-eI/s320/p9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254008382168445010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it so hard to write about movies I feel indifferent to. I really wanted to love this one. I am a Sanjay Fangirl. I really like Minissha Lamba and I was very curious about Imran Khan (No, I haven´t been be able to watch JTYJN yet. I won´t until the DVD comes out).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what is there to say when a movie just leave you "&lt;a href="http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/Meh"&gt;meh&lt;/a&gt;"?&lt;br /&gt;Let´s try it that way:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What I liked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Most of the Action (except for Sanjays running. They should not let him run in the bad shape he was in while they were shooting the film)&lt;br /&gt;- The twists in the story. Well, most of them.&lt;br /&gt;- Imran.&lt;br /&gt;- Minissha when she was allowed to do more than just being eyecandy/mannequin for skimpy clothes.&lt;br /&gt;- Sanjay when he didn´t run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SOn8yVK642I/AAAAAAAABEA/8HXIU62wyXI/s1600-h/kindap3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SOn8yVK642I/AAAAAAAABEA/8HXIU62wyXI/s320/kindap3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254008381910999906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What I didn´t like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vidya Malvade. Autch. Too young. Too single-faced. Too awful.&lt;br /&gt;- Sanjay when he ran.&lt;br /&gt;- Minissha when she tried to be supersexy.&lt;br /&gt;- The songs. Bleh. The opening song? Just wrong.  The wedding anniversary song? Bollywood Fugly. The Item song? How very uninteresting. The lets-seduce-my-kidnapper song? Well, that was kinda sexy. But. How stupid can you be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SOn8x_qNbWI/AAAAAAAABDw/90AKs2OyM38/s1600-h/kidnap1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SOn8x_qNbWI/AAAAAAAABDw/90AKs2OyM38/s320/kidnap1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254008376136658274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All characters and their story left me emotionally cold. I just couldn´t have cared less about anyone on screen. But then again. Sanjay Gadhvi is responsible for Dhoom and D:2. So what was I expecting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All pics copyright to &lt;span class="style1"&gt;&lt;span class="style2"&gt;Shree Ashtavinayak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Cine Vision Ltd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-2243651855151914909?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/2243651855151914909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=2243651855151914909&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2243651855151914909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2243651855151914909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/10/kidnap-meh.html' title='Kidnap. Meh.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SOn8yWITMFI/AAAAAAAABEI/fpPfhNvH-eI/s72-c/p9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-2421908539723628575</id><published>2008-09-28T17:15:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T07:26:37.739+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arjun Rampal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Farhan Akhtar'/><title type='text'>Rock On!! - Pleasant Surprise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SN-Z-Xdu01I/AAAAAAAABB4/GYJeTZ-syl0/s1600-h/Rock_on_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SN-Z-Xdu01I/AAAAAAAABB4/GYJeTZ-syl0/s320/Rock_on_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251084987266945874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel a little weary whenever I go to watch a movie that deals with music, musicians or sound engineering. The same way I guess Doctors feel about any movie that has medicine as a topic or Cops with policework on screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way too often you get actors that bearly manage to hold a guitar the right way (KKHH anyone?) Watching a recording session usually makes me cringe the way any medical staff does when encountering the ominous lonesome blood-bottle indicating a serious medical condition on the screen (actually for that matter - again KKHH anyone?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hats off to the makers of Rock On. They - almost - got it right. Whats even more. I don´t think anyone who never had any dealings with garage bands and the decisions everyone connected in whatever way to a band faces when its on the verge of success can appreciate that movie the way I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SN-Z-MRqxbI/AAAAAAAABBw/kfptoPqax6o/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SN-Z-MRqxbI/AAAAAAAABBw/kfptoPqax6o/s320/27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251084984263558578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had so many deja vu moments there. I know, met and worked with a lot of Joes, Aditiyas and KDs. Hell, I am married to one for that matter. So please don´t expect me to write an unbiased review. Still I´d like to give you some of my thoughts on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock On!! tells the story of the band Magik. Ten years ago the band with its members Joseph (Arjun Rampal) the lead guitarist, Aditiya (Farhan Akhtar) the lead singer, Rob (Luke Kenny) the keyboarder and Killer KD Drummer (Purab Kohli) almost made it. They had great songs, a great chemistry, great girlfriends and a record deal. And then everything fell apart.&lt;br /&gt;Now ten years later they lost any contact to each other. Aditya is as far away from music as a successful stockbroker can be. KD works in his dads jewelry business, Rob is a rather unhappy session musician for Anu Malik (poor guy!) and Joe has to live on the money his wife makes with her fish shop because his music makes him none. When one day a chance meeting offers an opportunity to meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SOBeCfQaHjI/AAAAAAAABCg/a3ByvvaKoJw/s1600-h/39.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SOBeCfQaHjI/AAAAAAAABCg/a3ByvvaKoJw/s320/39.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251300562357067314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read quite a few  interviews with the cast before I watched Rock On!! I had to smirk when I saw that they made Arjun play the &lt;a href="http://www.vai.com/Machines/guitars1.html"&gt;Steve Vai Evo&lt;/a&gt; Guitar. Thats a tough act to follow. But they were very clever. Arjun copes pretty well when he is playing slow songs on his Acoustic. On stage and during the solos the either shot him from the back or did a wideshot or the hands of the audience blocks the view. That´s what I call clever filmmaking. Same goes for the other bandmembers. And Farhan´s voice rocks. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really liked about the characters where that the screenplay avoided most of the obvious stereotypes and clichés. The decisions they have to take are very real. (At least to me) And pretty grown up.&lt;br /&gt;I love the way they did the concert scenes. The dynamic is infectious.&lt;br /&gt;It´s a pity that I had to watch the film without subtitles. I got most of what was going on but the finer points in the dialogues were lost to me. But hey, I wanted to buy the DVD anyway. It is  the kind of movie to watch more than once. So Excel Entertainment, hurry up and don´t you dare going the Aamir Khan way to release it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SN-Z-u8Ci-I/AAAAAAAABCI/-v99R6RbexM/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SN-Z-u8Ci-I/AAAAAAAABCI/-v99R6RbexM/s320/24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251084993568082914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[fangirl mode]&lt;/span&gt; One more word about the guys. Boy, does Farhan look yummi under the shower. It makes up more than enough for the little insecurities that still can be found in his acting. And Arjuns long rocker mane is very much to my liking. He is one of the few actors who can carry of a moustache and look genuinely sexy with it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[/fangirl mode]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what´s left to say is a big recommendation for Rock On!! from the filmifan and the sound engineer/drummers-wife in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All pictures copyright &lt;a href="http://rockon.bigadda.com/"&gt;http://rockon.bigadda.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;EDIT:&lt;/span&gt; since I was asked by mail: The "almost" in "they - almost - got it right" refers to some goofs equipment-wise. The drums KD plays in the 10-years-earlier scenes are Basix drums that were not available back then. Same goes for the Line6 Amp in the rehearsal room. But apart from that I did not stumble upon any obvious errors. And in fact I don´t mind those that I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SOBeCARWl3I/AAAAAAAABCY/abpEcT0NuCE/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SOBeCARWl3I/AAAAAAAABCY/abpEcT0NuCE/s320/18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251300554039531378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I can finally live in peace again. For days I wrecked my brain where SEL had earlier used the Guitar-Riff that opens the "Rock On" song. Half an hour it finally clicked. It´s from the Lakshya Background score. Phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one final thing. Watch the crowd at the final concert closely. There might be Cameos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-2421908539723628575?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/2421908539723628575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=2421908539723628575&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2421908539723628575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2421908539723628575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/09/rock-on-pleasant-surprise.html' title='Rock On!! - Pleasant Surprise'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SN-Z-Xdu01I/AAAAAAAABB4/GYJeTZ-syl0/s72-c/Rock_on_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-1715007103202720559</id><published>2008-09-28T17:08:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:26:38.187+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>Back. And for now in Chennai.</title><content type='html'>The Filmi world has me back again. It has been very still here the past few months. Mainly due to the lack in films I wanted to watch. There just was not much that made me want to spend about 20USD for a DVD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I finally made it to Chennai and today I finally made it to the cinema. YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started watching again on the flight to India (Jet Airways has a great selection of films from all over India). That way I finally got to see Taare Zameen Par. Which left me underwelmed. It is a good film but growing up in Austria we has tons of "TV movies of the week" that dealt with the same subject or a similar one. They were not executed so nice, I must admit. I guess I am just not the target audience for it. And maybe I was only feeling less then enthusiastic for it due to the big expectations I had. Well still, count me to the very surprised people if TZP makes the Oscar shortlist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I´m back. For good. Watched Rock On!! today at Satyam Cinemas. Plan to catch Drona and Kidnap on next Thursday and Sunday. (I dont have much time to do anything outside work unless it´s sunday or an office holiday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: for those able to read German. I started a Blog about my adventures in India. It´s mainly for friends and family to stay in touch. But you´re very welcome take a look too (got some cool Auto-Riksha vids there) You´ll find it at &lt;a href="http://babaindia.blogspot.com"&gt;http://babaindia.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-1715007103202720559?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/1715007103202720559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=1715007103202720559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1715007103202720559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1715007103202720559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/09/back-and-for-now-in-chennai.html' title='Back. And for now in Chennai.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-6834199616410228550</id><published>2008-08-08T11:54:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T12:00:06.326+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fans'/><title type='text'>Interlude: Requesting Fanart</title><content type='html'>Shamelessly copying from &lt;a href="http://bethlovesbollywood.blogspot.com"&gt;Beth´s blog&lt;/a&gt; (because A. is my friend too..):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span dir="ltr"&gt;My friend Aradhana, a production designer in Indian and American films, is doing a project on Shahrukh Khan fan art and is seeking submissions for her research. She welcomes anything that isn't an actual photograph - drawings, graphic art, paintings, etc. Please email her on &lt;a href="mailto:aradhana_seth@hotmail.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to submit your handiwork and include your name (not just your email address) and where you live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-6834199616410228550?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/6834199616410228550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=6834199616410228550&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6834199616410228550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6834199616410228550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/08/interlude-requesting-fanart.html' title='Interlude: Requesting Fanart'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-6977545600081452378</id><published>2008-08-07T15:55:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T16:39:08.259+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>Something is rotten in ...</title><content type='html'>the state of Bollywood at cinemas in Vienna. I don´t know how it happend but from being forced to decide between three different films on one day we just dropped to nothing. Zilch. Nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more than a month now there has not been one single show of any Indian film here. Even in the past when we had fewer Bollywood here the summer was good. There are always a lot of summer cinema specials. Open-Air screenings. Whatever. And they always had a few films on. But this year it just stopped dead. Sarkar Raj was the last film that was on. Ever since that not-so-exciting-thingy there´s nothing. Zilch. Nada. But I repeat myself here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is no explanation for it. Sigh. Well, I guess we just have to wait a little more. And make do with a single screening of Monsoon Wedding, MHN or whatever deadbeaten film they will show late August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see Sing is Kinng! Bleh! The Germans get it and we don´t. Not fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. As you might (or not) have noticed I am still in Vienna. I should be in Chennai for a month already, but my stay gets delayed and delayed and delayed. But I am still hopefull that the next few weeks will finally see me going. Hah. And then I wont have any trouble with cinemas not playing the kind of films I want to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime I make do with &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0795421/"&gt;Mamma Mia!&lt;/a&gt; (Did I mention before that I was raised on ABBA? Plus, it has Colin Firth and Pierce Brosnan singing. *Squee* And the devine Meryl Streep. Bless her.) And &lt;a href="http://www.drhorrible.com/"&gt;Dr.Horrible&lt;/a&gt;. And as you might have noticed from this posts title I am (re-)reading Hamlet. The commentary book I got yesterday is more then thrice the number of pages of the play.. Why am I reading it? Well. I love Shakespeare. I haven´t read it in ages. Its summer. I have a beautiful green shady terrace with very comfy chairs. And what´s more, I can´t go to &lt;a href="https://www.rsc.org.uk/WhatsOn/5723.aspx"&gt;Stratford-upon-Avon&lt;/a&gt; to watch Patrick Steward and David Tennant perform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there´s that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-6977545600081452378?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/6977545600081452378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=6977545600081452378&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6977545600081452378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6977545600081452378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/08/something-is-rotten-in.html' title='Something is rotten in ...'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-9052861883959877922</id><published>2008-05-18T12:23:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:05:23.362+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>How time flies</title><content type='html'>As I am writing this, I sit in the lobby of my hotel in Chennai, waiting for the transport that will take me to the airport to catch my flight home. It is a bit surreal. Outside there are almost 40 degree Celsius. In the lobby it is freezing cold and they play the Best of Kenny G CD. Just now the song is Winter Wonderland. Oh I love it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was busy and stressy and fun. I did not manage to see much apart from the taxi rides and offices and hotelrooms. So my filme experiences mainly consisted of in-flight entertainment. That means I got to see Vel (with Surya and Asin) on the flight to India which I liked. And 4 (!) times parts of Welcome on my domestic flights with Kingfisher. Why of all the films in the world did it have to be Welcome? There is one single good scene in it and that is when Anil Kapoor makes his extortion call to Paresh Rawal who thinks it is a prank call. I love the way Nana Patekar cracks up laughing. Then I watched the Kolkata Knight Riders get destroyed by Mumbai on TV. Oh and I managed to buy the Dusavatharam Soundtrack and the Raijnikanth Biography. Had no chance to listen in on the soundtrack though. My Macbook Air does not have a CD drive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the really cool part. As of today it is confirmed. I get to come back to India. Very soon. In early July. And then I will stay for at least 3 months. So all you people I was not able to visit this time. I´ll be coming to hound you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to put some pics up on &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/babasko"&gt;flickr&lt;/a&gt;. They are mainly shot from inside of our car. But in Delhi I even had  3 hours time for some sightseeing. Yay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-9052861883959877922?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/9052861883959877922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=9052861883959877922&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/9052861883959877922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/9052861883959877922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-time-flies.html' title='How time flies'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-7728318574783998632</id><published>2008-05-01T10:28:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:01.230+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>2 reasons</title><content type='html'>I have two reasons for being so quiet here ever since the PEIBBM. One is good, one is even better.&lt;br /&gt;The good one is in fact not my fault. Blame Kaddele, Maria and Ezri. They hooked me on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Doctor Who&lt;/span&gt;. ´Nuff said. *babyfangirlsqueee*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The better reason is so bilkul first class. I´ll be going to India. Soon. Very soon. I always wanted to. But there never were any concrete plans. And then four weeks ago a chance turned up that was too good to resist and now for starters I´ll be flying to India for 9 days in May and if that trip goes well, I might set up camp in India for a few months from late June. As you might imagine there is some hectic preparation work to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yes. I still watch movies. Just yesterday we went to the cinema and saw &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0097235/"&gt;&lt;s&gt;The Dream Team&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Krazzy4&lt;/span&gt;. I liked that it had (a mostly wasted, but I take what I can get) Rajat Kapoor, liked the 4 krazzy guys, Hrithik´s moves, and that so many of my favorite supporting actors made an appearance. But the rest was either a 1:1 copy or ranging from not very good to plainly bad. I don´t think it is a good sign that we thought the post-climax moral-of-story speeches were the funniest part of the movie.  And imagine my suprise at hearing my dad´s fave song from the 60ies in Rajesh Roshan´s oh so "genuine" soundtrack. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b0_gDCbCRM8"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; (song starts after about 20 sec).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U Me Aur Hum&lt;/span&gt;. And kinda liked it. You know first time director and all. But I liked it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Two&lt;/s&gt; Naa three more things before I have to get back to work. We were written about in &lt;a href="http://www.tehelka.com/story_main38.asp?filename=hub190408The_Mems.asp"&gt;Tehelka&lt;/a&gt;. And &lt;a href="http://www.filmiholic.com/"&gt;Filmiholic&lt;/a&gt; did a terrific interview with Mani Ratnam. &lt;a href="http://www.rediff.com/movies/2008/apr/30mani.htm"&gt;Read it&lt;/a&gt;. And there are of course tons of pics from the fantastic Bloggersmeeting in Munich on flickr. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/babasko/collections/72157604088713770/"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; my collection and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/697095@N23/pool/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; the flickr group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oh my. In between all the Doctor Who and India job and WTF Krazzy4 moments. I totally forgot to mention our very clever project that was conceived at the Sunday brunch at Munich´s PEIBBM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://indienimkino.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SBmhetOjWWI/AAAAAAAAAug/Q369vru0z5Q/s320/IIKosiblogheader1.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195361194057357666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its group blog listing all cinema screenings of Indian or Indian related film in the German speaking part of Europe. Setting it up, editing and updating would be reason number 3 for my unforgiveable silence here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-7728318574783998632?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/7728318574783998632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=7728318574783998632&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7728318574783998632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7728318574783998632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/05/2-reasons.html' title='2 reasons'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/SBmhetOjWWI/AAAAAAAAAug/Q369vru0z5Q/s72-c/IIKosiblogheader1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-8868478671150730290</id><published>2008-03-08T13:43:00.037+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T06:15:50.506+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd PEIBBM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liveblogging'/><title type='text'>PEIBBM Liveblogging</title><content type='html'>I late, but we´re live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bollywoodblog.de/"&gt;michael+mike+mirie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.mariakaefer.de/"&gt;maria&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bethlovesbollywood.blogspot.com/"&gt;beth&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.paint-it-pink.de/blog/"&gt;kaddele&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://bollywoodforum.ch/blog/?p=51#more-51"&gt;marco&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://enia4x.blogg.de/"&gt;enia4x&lt;/a&gt; a whole lot of others are as well liveblogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13:45 kaddele and beth asre singing  dhadak and are waiving their wonderfull BaB cutouts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13:50 I still have to get into the groove. but hell, its been ages since i saw BaB and AB2.0 looks soooo nice :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13:54 uh-oh Bunty. i know you´re pissed, but you must not talk to your dad like that.. tsktsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13:56 to 14:04 bleh. blogger.com is acting up. it eats my post. so we missed Babli´s pink room. and Bunty´s first scam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:05 I haven´t seen BaB for ages. I didn´t remember how very pink it was..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:06 *sigh* now they finally met. what a cool pick up line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:08 Ohh. I also forgot how very nerve-grating Bablis crying is. Breaks every man :D Note to self: Try on husband..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:15 I´m lagging behind. But now we have "yeh world" for the 3rd time. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:17 weehh. bahut accha. I keep repeating myself. but i forgot how very cool stuff there is in that movie. Like the music during the Q-Q-Qureishi scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. we here are some of the cutouts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R9KTd4-I4TI/AAAAAAAAAok/v7I7WeCwIAU/s1600-h/Foto+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R9KTd4-I4TI/AAAAAAAAAok/v7I7WeCwIAU/s320/Foto+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175361063520624946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they will come in very handy soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:26 ok Babli is a bit slow but now we have the titlesong!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:30 Yey my favorite is the hotel-bying scam during the song. Thats AB2 in AB1 mode from Agnepath, right? And now theres Sholay :D Love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;And the crowd here is singing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:35 Mummyyyy!! Oh no she´s crying again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:36 Collcetive sigh. The first romatic sparks are flying. Shooo Shweeet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:46 Uh_oh blue pleather coming up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:48 wow. sycronized clapping in the house.. and quite some amusement over the fugly costumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:56 *sigh* and kiss-kiss sounds from the crowd. all that for a peck on the cheek. i cant wait what will happen in the secound half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Papa B draws a huge applause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:24 INTERVAL over. And we get the first glimpse of the Taj Mahal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw. we had to reprimand the "hat-fraction" from Frankfurt/Munich.. they were caught watching SRk stuff on their Laptops during the first half. Tsktsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:26 poor Bunty. What a wasted wedding night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:28 war of noses. and cat-calls from the audience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:35 oh no. technical problems. but we came prepared. quick change of DVDs. and during the unscheduled break Beth and Kaddele enact what we are missing on screen with the paper cutouts. YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:43 and the big Taj Mahal scam is starting. And while we watch it unfolding I need to add two more liveblogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://masala.viennablog.at/2008/03/08/2-peibbm-muenchen"&gt;willi for umananda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nefret.wordpress.com/2008/03/08/peibbm-live-blogging/"&gt;nefret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:57 oh the Big B is just made for slow motion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:01 Ahhh question: Is it possible that the barman at the hotel is the same guy as the receptionist from Jab We Met??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:02 Oh what a beautiful story. Inspector AB2.0 ka pehla pyaar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:07 Yay. Family reunion! Sorry gotta dance pretty soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:17 Now that got the crowd rocking. I think I saw even the guys dancing in their seats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:24 We´re heading fast to the climax. Oh and Amitabh Bachchan runs!!! I love when Amitabh Bachchan runs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:34 And another "Yeh world" and an ultimatium&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:38 Oh noooo. Caught. Oh noooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:44 I see tears in the crowd. And hear some sniffeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:48 Big Applause. And now for some rapping AB1.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we´re off to Maharani Restaurant for an early dinner and then at 20.30 we´ll have the ACEBA presentation and the party afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahut Masti Hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw. I´ve already shot hundreds of pics. I´ll need to sort them still but keep coming back for them. ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-8868478671150730290?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/8868478671150730290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=8868478671150730290&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8868478671150730290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8868478671150730290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/03/peibbm-liveblogging.html' title='PEIBBM Liveblogging'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R9KTd4-I4TI/AAAAAAAAAok/v7I7WeCwIAU/s72-c/Foto+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-2667124123791177890</id><published>2008-02-26T13:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:01.916+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd PEIBBM'/><title type='text'>Bollywoodbloggers. The program.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4yVC-knSrI/AAAAAAAAAnI/BZ6YJMVpBZA/s1600-h/Plakette-2008pinkneu.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 117px; height: 97px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4yVC-knSrI/AAAAAAAAAnI/BZ6YJMVpBZA/s200/Plakette-2008pinkneu.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155659551821220530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While &lt;a href="http://bethlovesbollywood.blogspot.com/2008/02/packing-no-time-for-movies.html"&gt;other people&lt;/a&gt; are busy packing. We were/are busy with preparation work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so now we can announce the full and (almost) final program of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2nd Annual Pan-European/International Bollywood Bloggermeeting&lt;/span&gt; (Why oh why was I thinking that it was funny/cool to have an as long as possible title for it last year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:Red;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:Purple;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt; Friday March 7th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;During the course of the afternoon we meet at the&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; Bollywood-Flat&lt;/b&gt;, Eversbuschstreet in Munich/Allach. To chat and basically simply hang out the Bollywood way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;At 7:30 PM Dinner at Restaurant "Bollywood",&lt;/b&gt; Donnersbergerstr. 44 (yes. there is an indian Restaurant in Munich with that name)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday March 8th:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.00 AM&lt;/b&gt; - &lt;b&gt;Brunch, &lt;a href="http://leoslounge.de/" target="_blank"&gt;Leo's Lounge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Rosenheimer Str. 98, S-Bahn Rosenheimer Platz. Food is 10€, drinks cost extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.00&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; PM&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;b&gt;Liveblogging at &lt;a href="http://www2.sae.edu/de/index.php?id=41&amp;amp;pageid=1" target="_blank"&gt;SAE&lt;/a&gt; Institute Munich &lt;/b&gt;Bayerwaldstr. 43, S6 Perlach. This years film will be &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bunty Aur Babli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5.30 PM&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;b&gt;Dinner at Restaurant&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maharani1-muenchen.de/" target="_blank"&gt;Maharani&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; Rottmannstr. 24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.00&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; PM&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bollywoodforum.ch/aceba/aceba-english.htm"&gt;ACEBA&lt;/a&gt; ceremony &amp;amp; Party, &lt;a href="http://www.flaschenbar.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Flaschenbar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, Schleißheimer Str. 43&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sunday March 9th:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;OSO&lt;/span&gt; will have its theatrical release on March 6th throughout Germany, we are still negotiating a matinee show for Sunday morning. And it looks good that we will have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we dont manage to lock that down the Plan B is to have Brunch again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-2667124123791177890?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/2667124123791177890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=2667124123791177890&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2667124123791177890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2667124123791177890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/02/bollywoodbloggers-program.html' title='Bollywoodbloggers. The program.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4yVC-knSrI/AAAAAAAAAnI/BZ6YJMVpBZA/s72-c/Plakette-2008pinkneu.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4953433591657295437</id><published>2008-02-11T22:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:02.304+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SRK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Berlinale'/><title type='text'>SRK. OSO. Berlinale. A State Of Nation Speech.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R7C-_3a7yeI/AAAAAAAAAoc/vJBXp4GGhdg/s1600-h/srk_berlinale4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R7C-_3a7yeI/AAAAAAAAAoc/vJBXp4GGhdg/s320/srk_berlinale4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165838777011915234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OSO had its German Premiere at the Berlinale Filmfestival in Berlin last Friday. And the Big Khan was attending in person. Plus he even gave a public lecture at the Berlinale Talent Campus on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News like that made the German speaking fan-universe go crazy for the last few weeks. For various reasons.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;. That´s a quite simple one. Om Shanti Om will finally get a theatrical release in Germany. Eros and the big Khan himself promised a release with 50 copies nationwide. (That doesn´t sound much. But it is. Its actually the biggest Indian film release ever in Germany) Unlike us fortunate Austrian and Swiss fans who got OSO in cinemas at the same time as the rest of the world, Germany had to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Two&lt;/span&gt;. SRK made his last public appearance in Germany back in 2005 at an ill-fated "fan-dinner" that is only remembered by mass-hysteria, tilting boats, shady organisers and fans loosing money. Since then he´s been pretty much a no-show in our part of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Three&lt;/span&gt;. Germany is SRK territory as far as it concerns Bollywood cinema. That´s a plain fact.  The so-called &lt;a href="http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/06/time-for-book.html"&gt;Bollywood Boom&lt;/a&gt; started in 2004 when K3G played on German TV for the first time. And back then it was SRK who captured the hearts of the viewers. Distributed by Rapid Eye Movies, a small German distributor specializing in Eastern cinema, a hype was born. K3G was followed by KKHH, KHNH and MHN. Ever since then the notion for viewers was (and for the main public it still is): If its there is a Bollywood film - it has Shah Rukh Khan in it. As if nobody else existed in Indian cinema.&lt;br /&gt;Much to the chagrin of more broadminded or lets call them more committed Indian movie fans. That and the fact that the Mumbai film industry killed the German DVD market with the release of crap quality releases of almost all (even the stinkers) SRK movies to make a fast buck. Or even films that only show SRK on the cover. Or monkey business like that. Resulting in a steep drop in DVD sales, poor TV ratings and basically a dwindling interest by and a loss in credibility with the public. But I´m digressing here.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.berlinale.de/media/bilder/2008/boulevard/080208/080208_jw_0001_Popup2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.berlinale.de/media/bilder/2008/boulevard/080208/080208_jw_0001_Popup2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;©berlinale.de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So SRK came. He saw. And as far as the media coverage and the fan reactions go. He very much conquered. The tickets for the premiere were sold out in 7 (!) minutes. The ones for the lecture only took 15 minutes until the house full signs went up. Even tickets for the additional screenings (the ones without a personal appearance) where gone in under an hour. Blackmarket ticket prices went as high as 390$ for the 11$ premiere tickets (As seen on Ebay!)&lt;br /&gt;On the night of the premiere itself all those waiting were treated to 40 minutes of an autograph signing, handshaking, hug and waves sending incredibly charming Shah Rukh on the red carpet and a good-humored SRK answering even the most rediculous questions with utmost patience and charm after the premiere. The media and fans loved it and him. From Friday night until this morning he was dominating the media coverage of the Berlinale. In the beginning the journalists were more stunned than impressed but during the course of the weekend SRK´s charm got them all. Here´s a &lt;a href="http://www.berlinale.de/en/archiv/jahresarchive/2008/06_streaming_2008/06_Streaming_2008-PopUp_5645.html#5645"&gt;link to the Berlinale website&lt;/a&gt; with a 30 min video of the (highly intimidating) photo-call and after that the official press conference on Friday. (The Talent Campus Lecture is also rumored to be put online in March)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R7C-_Xa7ydI/AAAAAAAAAoU/j41iXumgX6g/s1600-h/srk_berlinale3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R7C-_Xa7ydI/AAAAAAAAAoU/j41iXumgX6g/s320/srk_berlinale3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165838768421980626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;©berlinale.de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do we, as non-desi Bollywood fans in Central Europe, take home from this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;A) It looks like the "Restart" of Bollywood in Germany had a terrific initiation. In March we will see if the Boxoffice will react accordingly.&lt;br /&gt;B) The German fans were right with their SRK infatuation. I have yet to read a feedback post in &lt;a href="http://www.bollywoodforum.ch/forum/"&gt;Marcos forum&lt;/a&gt; that has anything negative to say about his public appearances in Berlin. I don´t see any other (Bollywood) star of today pulling that off.&lt;br /&gt;C) As for the really important stuff. He learned the German words: "Ja, Mann" and "wunderbar". He is said to have incredibly soft hands. And he seems to smell so-oho good. Well informed sources believe it to be Azzarro Silver Black *g*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4953433591657295437?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4953433591657295437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4953433591657295437&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4953433591657295437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4953433591657295437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/02/srk-oso-berlinale-state-of-nation.html' title='SRK. OSO. Berlinale. A State Of Nation Speech.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R7C-_3a7yeI/AAAAAAAAAoc/vJBXp4GGhdg/s72-c/srk_berlinale4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-3061162076959091426</id><published>2008-02-11T17:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:02.476+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd PEIBBM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='5th ACEBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>Have Macbook Air. Will Post.</title><content type='html'>Hi, sorry for the lack of updates. But there has been just too much going on in my private (yes I do have one) and work-related live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just a short update to tell you all is well.&lt;br /&gt;We already do have quite an impressive line-up for the Bloggermeeting in Munich. So far we´re running at 35 registrations (mainly from Germany, Austria and Switzerland. &lt;a href="http://bethlovesbollywood.blogspot.com"&gt;Beth&lt;/a&gt; is so far again the lone "international" party. And she is having nightmares about being forced to speak German. So. You out there. Show some compassion. Join her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another important thing. If you´re located in Europe and are able to read German. Go and vote for the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 5th Annual Central European Bollywood Awards&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.bollywoodforum.ch/aceba/"&gt;Just click here&lt;/a&gt;. Results will be announced on March 8th at the PEIBBM in Munich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and concerning the title of this entry. Its only to make Michael go green with envy ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MiniKhan and I had a blast unpacking it yesterday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R7B9D3a7ybI/AAAAAAAAAoI/ewbRbNcZT5M/s1600-h/baba_mk_mb_air.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R7B9D3a7ybI/AAAAAAAAAoI/ewbRbNcZT5M/s320/baba_mk_mb_air.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165766277963958706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-3061162076959091426?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/3061162076959091426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=3061162076959091426&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3061162076959091426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3061162076959091426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/02/have-macbook-air-will-post.html' title='Have Macbook Air. Will Post.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R7B9D3a7ybI/AAAAAAAAAoI/ewbRbNcZT5M/s72-c/baba_mk_mb_air.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-2851198160214142117</id><published>2008-01-16T14:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:03.045+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sakshay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Tashan Teaser. Ok. Ek aur chance.</title><content type='html'>Sanni, high-priestess of the cult of &lt;a href="http://fivil.livejournal.com/251925.html"&gt;Sakshay&lt;/a&gt;, over at &lt;a href="http://sotheydance.blogspot.com/2007/12/obsession-has-second-name-and-it-is.html"&gt;..so they dance!&lt;/a&gt; already did a preview. But since the best thing on the Aaja Nachle DVD was the Teaser for Tashan I though that I don´t want to keep from you what might come to a cinema near you in April 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There´s this gal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43Z5uknSuI/AAAAAAAAAng/5vguW2l53m4/s1600-h/tashan5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43Z5uknSuI/AAAAAAAAAng/5vguW2l53m4/s200/tashan5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156016734186457826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43Z5eknStI/AAAAAAAAAnY/OubU4dDNvEo/s1600-h/tashan6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43Z5eknStI/AAAAAAAAAnY/OubU4dDNvEo/s200/tashan6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156016729891490514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thing that puts my mind into overdrive is the highly explosive combo of this guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43Z5uknSvI/AAAAAAAAAno/FKqILXu5RsA/s1600-h/tashan4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43Z5uknSvI/AAAAAAAAAno/FKqILXu5RsA/s320/tashan4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156016734186457842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43Z5uknSwI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Q4_bsgOOIlk/s1600-h/tashan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43Z5uknSwI/AAAAAAAAAnw/Q4_bsgOOIlk/s320/tashan2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156016734186457858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back together in one movie. Yeehaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;Finally. The reunion I´ve been waiting for soooo long. Please. Please. Please. Please give them 90% of shared screen time. I know the chances are high that YRF blows even a surefire instant classic like that one. But its the debut of Vijay Krishna Acharya (the writer for such elaborate films as Dhoom and D:2) as a director. So there is a ray of hope. Sure, I don´t believe we will be getting anything along the immortal ranks of &lt;a href="http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/02/keemat-hehe-giggle.html"&gt;Keemat&lt;/a&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43Z5OknSsI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/SDjC3aQoJzM/s1600-h/tashan7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43Z5OknSsI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/SDjC3aQoJzM/s320/tashan7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156016725596523202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..but a girl can hope. Hain Naa?&lt;br /&gt;So YRF. Aapke paas ek aur chance hai. Malum hai ki chance kam hai, lekin hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just because they are there and I cant let two nice screenshots like that go to waste, here, two more:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43duOknSxI/AAAAAAAAAn4/rd4WEt_hsTo/s1600-h/tashan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43duOknSxI/AAAAAAAAAn4/rd4WEt_hsTo/s200/tashan1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156020934664473362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43duOknSyI/AAAAAAAAAoA/mp9GzkYzlJU/s1600-h/tashan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43duOknSyI/AAAAAAAAAoA/mp9GzkYzlJU/s200/tashan3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156020934664473378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-2851198160214142117?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/2851198160214142117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=2851198160214142117&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2851198160214142117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2851198160214142117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/01/tashan-teaser-ok-ek-aur-chance.html' title='Tashan Teaser. Ok. Ek aur chance.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R43Z5uknSuI/AAAAAAAAAng/5vguW2l53m4/s72-c/tashan5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-1034249389703554034</id><published>2008-01-15T09:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:03.748+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd PEIBBM'/><title type='text'>Bollwoodbloggers. Humare paas Logo hai.</title><content type='html'>And we thought since with this years location we´re entering &lt;a href="http://paint-it-pink.de/"&gt;Paint it Pink´s&lt;/a&gt; realm, we better put in a little of that pink..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4vbROknSiI/AAAAAAAAAlo/n9rR7fDy1f0/s1600-h/Plakette-2008pinkneu.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4vbROknSiI/AAAAAAAAAlo/n9rR7fDy1f0/s320/Plakette-2008pinkneu.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155455287471589922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khubsoorat, hai naa?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-1034249389703554034?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/1034249389703554034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=1034249389703554034&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1034249389703554034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1034249389703554034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/01/bollwoodbloggers-humare-paas-logo-hai.html' title='Bollwoodbloggers. Humare paas Logo hai.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4vbROknSiI/AAAAAAAAAlo/n9rR7fDy1f0/s72-c/Plakette-2008pinkneu.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-5672022068613058627</id><published>2008-01-15T01:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:04.778+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madhuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Akshaye Khanna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Aacha Nachle. A tall order.</title><content type='html'>If you love the kind of Hindi movies I do, you can´t help but to developing a sort of system/defence mechanism for the handling of logic-defying storylines, movie goofs and continuity errors. Bollywood bettered itself in that area during the last few years, fortunately, which now makes it is all the more annoying when a big honcho studio like YashRaj falls back onto its evil 90ish ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4v1fOknSnI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/rbjz8L6yBPw/s1600-h/AN1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4v1fOknSnI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/rbjz8L6yBPw/s320/AN1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155484115292080754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(You have no ideas how much I wanted to love Aaja Nachle. Not that I had too high hopes for it knowing the latest films coming out of YRFChak de excepted). But even despite all odds. Even with all the not so flattering reviews. Even though I still hoped for something. I mean c´mon. Madhuri. And Konkona, Kunal, Ranbir, Vinay, Akshaye and Irrfan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the movie opens with Madhuri doing a really bad Michael-Jackson-meets-Flashdance-meets-MiamiSoundMachine tap-dance/aerobics routine (with tap-dance sounds) wearing sneakers (apart from very unflattering spandex). For heaven´s sake. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[self-defense mechanism kicks in] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe YR wants us to feel as if Mads was never away and DTPH released only a few months back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; [ok. that might work. sort of. pretty far fetched but possible]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Next she gets the call that her former Guru is dying and that she should come to India as fast a s possible. And the next time we see her she´s on the plane and she´s done a complete hair-makeover. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[wft is that??]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; "Oh my. Guruji is dying. Lets get a plane ticket and since I´m in such a hurry, why don´t I get a haircut first?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[Bas. Goodwill khatm. And dont´get me started on the whole Ajanta set decoration and background dancer thing]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4v1e-knSlI/AAAAAAAAAmA/S5niLAqay5o/s1600-h/AN5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4v1e-knSlI/AAAAAAAAAmA/S5niLAqay5o/s320/AN5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155484110997113426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days YashRaj don´t make it easy for the Bollywoodfan to love their films. Most of their movies come without a proper story. And what really makes me mad is that for the umpteenth time I get the feeling that they think their audience is too stupid to breathe. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[Anyone recall the "magnetic" cola-can in D:2?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did not have high hopes for Aaja Nachle. But that they would piss me of within the first 2 seconds of the film was something even I did not expect. Thankfully it got better once the title track comes on (at about 30min into the film) but by that time I already had stopped watching on the first night. I only gave it another chance the next day because I wanted to see Madhuri dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4v1e-knSkI/AAAAAAAAAl4/wT4QAii1HO0/s1600-h/AN3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4v1e-knSkI/AAAAAAAAAl4/wT4QAii1HO0/s320/AN3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155484110997113410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Akshaye saved the day. The little verbal dispute that follows right after Madhuri danced my favorite song of the film, Aaja Nachle, made my little heart go pitter-patter &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Who are you?""I´m the bad guy"&lt;/span&gt; As sunny wrote over at &lt;a href="http://www.bollywoodforum.ch/forum/showthread.php?t=2169&amp;amp;page=13"&gt;Marco´s forum&lt;/a&gt;: "I´d love to have a Raja like that. Sigh. All those problems I could come up with every day, so he could solve them for me...&lt;img src="http://www.bollywoodforum.ch/forum/images/smilies/biggrin.gif" alt="" title="Großes Lächeln" class="inlineimg" border="0" /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So no, not all is bad in Aaja Nachle. Madhuri looks great &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[even if her hair-length changes from scene to scene... but lets just take that as a nostalgic flashback to the good ol´90ies]&lt;/span&gt; her smile still chases away the rainclouds and she is still my favorite dancer. Plus there are some sweet side-characters. My favorite is the adorable Mr. Chojar played by Vinay Pathak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4v2POknSpI/AAAAAAAAAmg/C6V9EUiWFA4/s1600-h/aj8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4v2POknSpI/AAAAAAAAAmg/C6V9EUiWFA4/s320/aj8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155484939925801618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But he as well as the rest of the supporting cast was painfully underemployed. Especially the big calibers like Irrfan Khan and Ranvir Shorey. What a waste. Only Konkona had some space to work with. And Kunal Kapoor got away with the most romantic sentence in the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[Which I wont tell because I can´t tell you all the good parts]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. The story &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;[Dancer elopes with American photographer only to divorce him soon thereafter. Whole town hates her for that - the eloping. not the divorce. they don´t know that yet - 11 sal ke baat she comes back to safe her hometown´s theater that is to be replaced by a shopping mall by putting up a stage-play with a cast of villagers against the more or less hostile reluctance of same villagers]&lt;/span&gt; is lame-ish. The execution sloppy in many parts. But I liked the cast. I liked the songs. I liked Laila-Manju.&lt;br /&gt;If you love Madhuri as I do, you have to watch it. Just be sure to "leave logic behind" and bring an extra big helping of "instant-movie-goofs-forgiveness" and once you´re settled you´ll have yourself a nice timepass and you will finally have Madhuri back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-5672022068613058627?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/5672022068613058627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=5672022068613058627&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5672022068613058627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5672022068613058627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/01/achaa-nachle-tall-order.html' title='Aacha Nachle. A tall order.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R4v1fOknSnI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/rbjz8L6yBPw/s72-c/AN1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-5703579733567876843</id><published>2008-01-09T20:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T21:00:21.444+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2nd PEIBBM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bollywood Bloggers Meeting'/><title type='text'>Bollywoodbloggers. Let´s met again. This time in Munich.</title><content type='html'>Hah. I´ve just re-read &lt;a href="http://babasko.blogspot.com/search/label/Bollywood%20Bloggers%20Meeting"&gt;my posts about the 1st PEIBBM&lt;/a&gt; last March and it all came back. How super-duper fun it was. Even back then we were talking about a repeat-performance. And that's why today I´m bahut khuchi to announce the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2nd Pan-European/International Bollywood Blogger Meeting&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get ready to join the fun &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;from March 7th to March 9th 2008&lt;/span&gt; and this time &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;in Munich!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The preliminary rough schedule, conceived by &lt;a href="http://www.bollywoodblog.de/"&gt;Michael&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://paint-it-pink.de/blog/?p=92"&gt;Kaddele,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bethlovesbollywood.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beth,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.bollywoodforum.ch/"&gt;Marco&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://maini.wordpress.com/2008/01/07/zweites-pan-europaischesinternationales-bollywoodblogger-meeting-in-munchen/"&gt;Maini,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.mariakaefer.de/"&gt;Maria,&lt;/a&gt; me and a whole lot of other helping spirits shows that the program will be pretty similar to last year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We meet on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friday March 7th&lt;/span&gt;, this time already during the afternoon, hang out, blog, chat, do silly stuff, eat, drink. One idea is to catch a Bollywood flick in a Munich cinema (which might be a problem since Munich isn´t as lucky as Vienna and we still have to convince one of the local distributors of playing an Indian film. But no fear, we still have some aces up our kurta sleeves..) in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "Big Day" like last year will be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday March 8th&lt;/span&gt;. Matlab typical Bavarian "Weisswurst" breakfast,  the &lt;a href="http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/03/bollywoodbloggers-main-hoon-naa.html"&gt;Liveblogging&lt;/a&gt; during the afternoon and in the evening we will start with the award ceremony of the 5th Central European Bollywood Awards (voting will start early February) and lead right into an open end paaaaarty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; will see another joint breakfast and then its already time to leave for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also have a lot (and I mean a whole lot) of surprises in store. So this year is going to be even bigger and better than the last. Just keep watching this space for updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We would love to have you all there. And if you make it to Munich we will, like last year, make sure to find you a cheap place to stay. And you will have a filmitastic time! Kasam se!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-5703579733567876843?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/5703579733567876843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=5703579733567876843&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5703579733567876843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5703579733567876843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/01/bollywoodbloggers-lets-met-again-this.html' title='Bollywoodbloggers. Let´s met again. This time in Munich.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-7208640211739212486</id><published>2008-01-01T19:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:05.672+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minikhan'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>What a night. What a party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R3qLP-knSdI/AAAAAAAAAkA/auyeTYzASG0/s1600-h/newyear1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R3qLP-knSdI/AAAAAAAAAkA/auyeTYzASG0/s320/newyear1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150582230462450130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since MK was feigning a hangover, I parked him in front of the TV to watch the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neujahrskonzert"&gt;Neujahrskonzert&lt;/a&gt; and did the &lt;s&gt;cleanup&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;decontamination&lt;/s&gt; restoration all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R3qLS-knSeI/AAAAAAAAAkI/rEfbTiERibI/s1600-h/newyear2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R3qLS-knSeI/AAAAAAAAAkI/rEfbTiERibI/s320/newyear2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150582282002057698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nonetheless, let me wish all of you a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wonderful, happy 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: My New Year´s resolution for 2008 is to blog more and especially write more reviews than during the last 6 months. And I´ll see that through. MiniKhan ki kasam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-7208640211739212486?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/7208640211739212486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=7208640211739212486&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7208640211739212486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7208640211739212486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R3qLP-knSdI/AAAAAAAAAkA/auyeTYzASG0/s72-c/newyear1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-5563514586968702064</id><published>2007-12-25T17:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:05.970+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minikhan'/><title type='text'>Happy Holidays</title><content type='html'>In between our families extensive Christmas celebrations in Salzburg and Switzerland, here´s wishing you all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy Holidays&lt;/span&gt; from MiniKhan, my family and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R3EyqeknScI/AAAAAAAAAj4/cadEdwBX-UE/s1600-h/MK_xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R3EyqeknScI/AAAAAAAAAj4/cadEdwBX-UE/s320/MK_xmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147951554403715522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: MK is addicted to Xmas cookies. Say goodbye to his six-pack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-5563514586968702064?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/5563514586968702064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=5563514586968702064&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5563514586968702064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5563514586968702064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/12/happy-holidays.html' title='Happy Holidays'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R3EyqeknScI/AAAAAAAAAj4/cadEdwBX-UE/s72-c/MK_xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-3782531538147519559</id><published>2007-12-13T18:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:06.225+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Silent Film'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Classics'/><title type='text'>Prapancha Pash - A Throw Of Dice</title><content type='html'>Lets stick with the not so usual Bollywood fare for one more moment and go back to the very early years of the Indian film history. And by very I mean 1929. Late silent film era early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2FpirsU_dI/AAAAAAAAAjo/kWN5Jkv1WKg/s1600-h/nab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2FpirsU_dI/AAAAAAAAAjo/kWN5Jkv1WKg/s320/nab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143508293998935506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I saw the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.de/gp/mpd/permalink/m3BKSNR1XBONMH"&gt;trailer of Prapancha Pash - A Throw Of Dice&lt;/a&gt; sometime last year on one of my DVDs I was hooked. I like Silent movies and this one is a very important one for Indian cinema history. Directed by &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0652302/"&gt;Franz Osten&lt;/a&gt;, a German director that started to work in India as early 1924.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osten was working as a head director for Emelka Films in Munich, Germany (which would later become &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bavaria_Film_Studios"&gt;Bavaria Films&lt;/a&gt;) when the company was approached by &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0706795/"&gt;Himansu Rai&lt;/a&gt; (who later founded Bombay Talkies Ltd), who was looking for co-operation partners who would invest in Indian films.&lt;br /&gt;The first film that was co-produced was "Prem Sanyas", India´s first international co-production.  Four years later Osten once again traveled, along with his crew, to India for "Shiraz" and later that year he started to work on "Prapancha Pash". A monumental film, shot on real locations throughout India, with hundreds of elephants, tigers, horses, real jungle sets and thousands of junior artists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2Fm07sU_cI/AAAAAAAAAjg/vpHfSUvXktY/s1600-h/PP5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2Fm07sU_cI/AAAAAAAAAjg/vpHfSUvXktY/s200/PP5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143505308996664770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The story of Prapancha Pash is an adaption of the Mahabharata´s game of dice. Two kings, one good - Sohat, one evil - Ranjit.&lt;br /&gt;The evil one is greedy for Sohat´s kingdom and during a royal tiger hunt Sohat is "accidentally" wounded with a poisoned arrow. Plan saphal? Arre nahin! Luckily the "accident" happens close to beautiful Sunita´s house, the daughter of a healer. So he is nurtured back to health and gets the girl on top. Happies endings? Phir nahin. There is still the greedy Ranjit. And unsurprisingly he also falls for beautiful Sunita and driven by jealousy, greed and some other not so nice traits he tries everything to create a rift between the two young lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2Fm0bsU_ZI/AAAAAAAAAjI/rC5xHDrHEB0/s1600-h/pp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2Fm0bsU_ZI/AAAAAAAAAjI/rC5xHDrHEB0/s200/pp2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143505300406730130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His most devious plan is set in motion at the eve of Sohat and Sunita´s wedding. He lures the young king who has a dangerous weakness for gambling into a game of dice where he plays foul and Sohat loses everything. His kingdom, his crown, his freedom. And now being reduced to the status of a slave, he even loses Sunita. How mean! Thank god Sohat´s closest servant has a nosy beta. He finds the loaded dice and now we can head straight to the climax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2Fm0rsU_bI/AAAAAAAAAjY/m6otIjIxeIk/s1600-h/PP4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2Fm0rsU_bI/AAAAAAAAAjY/m6otIjIxeIk/s200/PP4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143505304701697458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if with a length of only 72min it is a huge film. The cinematography is great. Osten´s  use of real locations creates an authentic even realistic feel. The story is well rounded. It just works. Bas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw. the DVD I got has another interesting feature. The movies score is done by &lt;a href="http://www.nitinsawhney.com/"&gt;Nitin Sawhney&lt;/a&gt;. The BFI (British Filminstitute) restored the filmprints in 2006 and Sawhney got to compose a new score for it, that was recorded by the London Symphony Orchestra. In fact there were a few live performances since 2006 in London (more &lt;a href="http://www.throwofdice.com/"&gt;dates&lt;/a&gt; might follow) and now there is a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Throw-Dice-Charu-Roy/dp/B000VNJE7Q/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=dvd&amp;amp;qid=1197565903&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;UK DVD&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.de/exec/obidos/ASIN/B000XRXSRM/molodezhnaja-21"&gt;German DVD&lt;/a&gt; that also features an interview with Sawhney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2Fm0bsU_YI/AAAAAAAAAjA/xKHNosnIGDM/s1600-h/PP1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2Fm0bsU_YI/AAAAAAAAAjA/xKHNosnIGDM/s200/PP1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143505300406730114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love Nitin Sawhney, the score is not really a perfect fit for the movie. The power of silent movie scores lies in the parallel storytelling they usually provide.  Sawhney claims &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0001553/"&gt;Ennio Morricone&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0002136/"&gt;Bernhard Herrmann&lt;/a&gt; (two of the greatest film composers in history) as his musical influences and that is where the problem might be rooted. I feel that his music just accompanies the pictures and that is too little. It did not touch me. Not that the pictures and visual storytelling would not be able to stand on their own. It is just that I would have preferred a little more &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000070/"&gt;Max Steiner&lt;/a&gt; with his exuberant use of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Leitmotiv"&gt;Leitmotif&lt;/a&gt; and moodtechnique, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mickey_Mousing"&gt;Mickeymousing&lt;/a&gt; and continuous Underscoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2Fm0rsU_aI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/oSOgEnwz5XE/s1600-h/PP3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2Fm0rsU_aI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/oSOgEnwz5XE/s200/PP3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143505304701697442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still this is one movie you should not miss. It is a classic. I really do hope that more films of this section of the Indian film heritage will find their way back on the screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Satyajit Ray saw Franz Osten as the founder of a Realism School in Indian Film. Osten became a guru to Indian cinema dignitaries like Raj Kapoor, Sasadhar Mukherj or Dilip Kumar until he was incarcerated by the British in 1939 as citizen of an enemy´s country (especially since he had joined the foreign section of the NSDAP in Bombay in 1936) and later was banished from Indian soil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPS: Btw. concerning the alleged kissing-on-screen-tabu that should stem from these times. Bakwaas hai. There are two big fat dead-on-the-lips smooches in PP. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;PPPS: Oh, and another thing. Prapancha Pash is perfect for Movie Improv-Karaoke (no distracting dialogues *g*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-3782531538147519559?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/3782531538147519559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=3782531538147519559&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3782531538147519559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3782531538147519559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/12/prapancha-pash-throw-of-dice.html' title='Prapancha Pash - A Throw Of Dice'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2FpirsU_dI/AAAAAAAAAjo/kWN5Jkv1WKg/s72-c/nab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4871348643767346764</id><published>2007-12-12T23:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:06.998+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shorts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Dus Kahaniyaan. Not too good. Not too bad. Not too ugly.</title><content type='html'>No one can question my dedication towards Bollywood anymore. I really had my doubts about DK...Sanjay Gupta producing a film with 10 shorts (and directing 4 of them). Not the savest initial position. Still we showed up last Friday at the cinema for our now usual first day/first show date only to find out that the print was not there yet. Bleh. Both shows had to be canceled. By Saturday afternoon my motivation to watch it was close to zero. But thanks to a nagging phone call from fellow BW-fanatic Ezri I pulled myself off the couch and we gave it a last try. Good thing we did. Dus Kahaniyaan is not a key moment in Hindi film history but we had a very good time watching the 10 films.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2BuW7sU_WI/AAAAAAAAAiw/tK77UcXk3vU/s1600-h/dk+Six+sheeter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2BuW7sU_WI/AAAAAAAAAiw/tK77UcXk3vU/s320/dk+Six+sheeter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143232114716900706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last year I started to love the format of shorts in film (I honestly didn´t before) So I was curious how the master of  rip-offs, color filters and skimpy clad item girls managed to fare with a format like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 films. Each about 10 minutes in length. An impressive cast. 5 directors apart from Gupta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually when you watch that amount of different stories in such short time you tend to forget the forgettable ones right after you come out of the cinema. Well, we rather easily managed to get 9 of the ten films together in the right order.&lt;br /&gt;But let me give you a short overview about all of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matrimony:&lt;/span&gt; Arbaaz Khan. Mandira Bedi. Married couple. No kids. Bored wife to busy multinational company vice-president. And an extramarital affair. Nice twist. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Director:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sanjay Gupta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;High on the Highway:&lt;/span&gt; Jimmy Shergill. Mausmeh. A very stoned Jimmy and his girlfriend. The moral of the story: Thou shalt not get high on a highway. Especially at 4 am. One of the tougher stories. I especially liked the (very dark) lighting. I love it when directors/ cinematographers have the guts to work with darkness. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Director: Hansal Mehta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2BvdbsU_XI/AAAAAAAAAi4/JIJqvCPWAH0/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2BvdbsU_XI/AAAAAAAAAi4/JIJqvCPWAH0/s200/02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143233325897678194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zahir:&lt;/span&gt; Dia Mirza. Manoj Bajpai. Manoj moves into an apartment that has a beautiful young woman living next door. He takes a liking to her. She blocks his advances. The group of adolescent punjabi boys sitting behind us where reacting to this the strongest. And even I had to cheer at the final twist. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Director: Sanjay Gupta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pooranmashi:&lt;/span&gt; The only story that is set in a rural surrounding. And it is shot in a very straight manner. And thus feels a bit out of joint compared to the rest of the shorts. But it still packs a punch. Daughter (Minissha Lamba) is all set to get married when her loving symbolic gesture to her mother (Amrita Singh) causes a tragedy. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Director: Meghna Gulzar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strangers in the night:&lt;/span&gt; Neha Dupia. Mahesh Manjrekar. Wife tells husband her lives most memorable moment. It drags a bit. And the hand licking and kissing is rather yucky. Also the - in itself - powerful twist is a bit too far fetched the way the story builds up before. And the acting is a bit to sterile. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Director: Sanjay Gupta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2BuQbsU_VI/AAAAAAAAAio/cki4SLaktOc/s1600-h/DK_01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2BuQbsU_VI/AAAAAAAAAio/cki4SLaktOc/s200/DK_01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143232003047750994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lovedale:&lt;/span&gt; Aftab Shivastani.  Neha Uberoi. Anupam Kher. It seems as if no true Bollywoodfilm can stand without a pinch of Masala. And Lovedale covers almost all the necessary points. Naive. Sweet. Plus it made me wanna see more of Aftab. He´s cute. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[insert girly giggle]&lt;/span&gt; Btw. The earring was fugly. Very. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Director: Jasmeet Dhodi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sex on the beach:&lt;/span&gt; Dino Morea  relaxes on the beach, when he finds a book in the sand. And a minute later a girl (Tareena Patel) in a very golden Bikini approaches him. The spookiest of the lot and the by far weakest. Because it is so predictable and in fact boring.  But Dino looks cool shirtless and wet. Additional note: There were no Jet-skies in 1901 or 1946. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Director: Apoorva Lakia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2BuQbsU_TI/AAAAAAAAAiY/yf1vLXoavDY/s1600-h/01-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2BuQbsU_TI/AAAAAAAAAiY/yf1vLXoavDY/s200/01-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143232003047750962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rise Plate:&lt;/span&gt; Shabana Azmi. Naseruddin Shah. Clearly the highlight for me. The Story about a Hindu nani and a Muslim uncle and their fight over a rice plate had some fantastic moments. It also was the one short I wished would not end. Even if the twist was predictable pretty soon. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Director: Rohit Roy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gubbare:&lt;/span&gt;  Nana Patekar. Rohit Roy. Anita Hassanandani. Newlyweds on a bus quarrel. Wife is miffed and changes seats. Sits down next to man holding a bouquet of red balloons. And he tells her why. Warning: there might be tears. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Director: Sanjay Gupta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;(I did not think he might have it in him to tell something so sensible. But then again.. once you cast Nana you would have to work hard to ruin your film)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2BuQbsU_UI/AAAAAAAAAig/v1Tf15c6Cg4/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2BuQbsU_UI/AAAAAAAAAig/v1Tf15c6Cg4/s200/04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143232003047750978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rise and Fall:&lt;/span&gt; Suniel Shetty. Sanjay Dutt. And here is the stereotypical Sanjay Gupta I´ve been waiting all evening. At least for the storyline that he directed. There is a second storyline directed by Hansal Mehta that gets interwoven into the Sanjay/Suniel part. A local gangster and his closest aid/friend. And a story of loyalty and betrayal. Unfortunately it is not that good. Neither the story, nor the execution nor the acting by Sanjay and Suniel. A bit anti-climatic. It is understandable that Gupta placed the story with the biggest star at the end but "Rise Plate" and "Gubbare" are so strong that "Rise and Fall" gets overshadowed by them. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Directors: Sanjay Gupta and Hansal Metha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes. I had an enjoyable evening. And no. You don´t have to rush to the cinema to watch it. You can easily wait until the DVD comes out. But give it a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4871348643767346764?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4871348643767346764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4871348643767346764&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4871348643767346764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4871348643767346764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/12/dus-kahaniyaan-not-too-good-not-too-bad.html' title='Dus Kahaniyaan. Not too good. Not too bad. Not too ugly.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R2BuW7sU_WI/AAAAAAAAAiw/tK77UcXk3vU/s72-c/dk+Six+sheeter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-116707862505249385</id><published>2007-11-28T18:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:08.221+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Akshay Kumar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Jaan-E-Mann. Quite late. I know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I´m cleaning up my drafts list once again, and found a post that I started writing over 6 months ago. I guess that everybody has seen J-e-M by now, but if you resisted so far, maybe this piece can convince you to finally give it a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I was a little kid, my favorite picture books where books of the kind like the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://johnhughes.files.wordpress.com/2007/03/waldo1.jpg"&gt;Where´s Waldo?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" series. I could sit for hours and look at one page and still find some new details and invent stories about the drawn characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rb34G4U6ebI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MMlfBrNq1m8/s1600-h/jem14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rb34G4U6ebI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MMlfBrNq1m8/s320/jem14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025445556298348978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jaan-E-Mann is the grown up, moving pictures version of a "Where´s Waldo" book. The first time I watched the movie was last year´s Diwali and I liked it somehow but could not quite make up my mind about it. I decided to wait for the DVD release and give it another go. And I was right. Jaan-E-Mann is a movie that needs to be watched at least a second time. Every time I watched it since I found some new totally crazy details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rb3zOYU6eZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uBs0KBnKRfg/s1600-h/jem1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rb3zOYU6eZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/uBs0KBnKRfg/s320/jem1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025440187589228946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sirish Kunder doesn´t offer a very new or exciting story. Sirf woh purani kahani about ek ladki aur do ladke. Here boy no.1 is Suuuperstar Salman Khan, the ex-husband of former college beauty Preity Zinta. Since the Suuuperstar thingy does not quite work the way he planned it, he has trouble coming up with the alimony Preity´s lawyer demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rb3zOIU6eXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/K9USEpeyHC8/s1600-h/jem12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rb3zOIU6eXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/K9USEpeyHC8/s320/jem12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025440183294261618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Luckly former college geek now astronaut Ahkhay Kumar shows up on the search for his college dream girl Preity and Salman and his chachu Anupam Kher come up with the idea of marrying off Akshay to Preity to get rid of the alimony demands. Kahani khatm? Naah, there´s a bit more. Former geek still has a problem with "tha´ ladies" so Suuuperstar and Chachu decide to send Salman along with Geek to New York to play a little "Cyrano" and make sure the fixing up works out. So far -  so hilarious and there are, from a totally girly point of view, I have to confess, pretty convincing moves our man Salman comes up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rb3zOIU6eYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Xh548p0s2gs/s1600-h/jem15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rb3zOIU6eYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Xh548p0s2gs/s320/jem15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025440183294261634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bad &lt;/span&gt;thing about Jaan-E-Mann: You clearly see that this is the director´s debut movie. He goes overboard on style-over-substance at times. He doesn´t manage a narration that is fluid throughout the film. After a totally hyper first half, the more conventional narrational path he takes in the second part feels almost a bit slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rb3zOYU6eaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3tvy5Rl7Fuw/s1600-h/jem13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rb3zOYU6eaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3tvy5Rl7Fuw/s320/jem13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025440187589228962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; thing about Jaan-E-Mann: It´s the directors debut movie. He goes overboard with some of his ideas, visuals and his editing. He actually caters a devil may care attitude about many of his visual ideas, especially in the first half, that one seldom finds with more experienced directors. And that is what I loved about Jaan-E-Mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and after watching OSO I can now clearly state that Farah and Sirish are a match made in heaven. May their combined insanity live long and prosper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-116707862505249385?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/116707862505249385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=116707862505249385&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/116707862505249385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/116707862505249385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2006/12/jaan-e-mann.html' title='Jaan-E-Mann. Quite late. I know.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rb34G4U6ebI/AAAAAAAAAG8/MMlfBrNq1m8/s72-c/jem14.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-6536490387130056241</id><published>2007-11-28T01:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:09.280+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Telugu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siddarth'/><title type='text'>Aata. Can be a timepass.</title><content type='html'>Yes. I do watch films besides entertaining MiniKhan. Being host to a celeb like him is time consuming but still when the shipment from &lt;a href="http://www.anytamil.com/"&gt;anytamil&lt;/a&gt; came yesterday, I knew what I had to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yrDR3UasI/AAAAAAAAAhA/DoXXhb_Wfrw/s1600-h/aata1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yrDR3UasI/AAAAAAAAAhA/DoXXhb_Wfrw/s320/aata1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137669347746278082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever read the liner notes on the back of official South Indian DVD´s? I stopped reading them before watching the film long ago. They usually spoiler the whole film. And the Aata DVD is no exception. On the other hand the verdict the authors of said notes are always passing is very often spot on. And the guy writing the one for Aata, worded some of it better then I could ever do. Please allow me quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Sri Krishna (Siddarth) is a film delivery man cum son of a theatre projectionist. He meets a beautiful girl at a jathara. That beautiful woman Satya (Illeana) is actually running away from Vicki (Munna) who forcibly wants to marry her. Vikki is son of a home minsiter and he is a bad guy. [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Parts left out due to heavy spoilers. And I mean heavy. Except for the last 2 minutes the text tells every major twist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;] There is a twist in the tale in the end. M S Raju has tried to capture the chemistry between a beautiful young couple, Siddarth and Illeana. He has succeeded in projecting Illeana as a glamour girl. [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The following part about the comedy, I don´t agree with the writer. At all. But then, Telugu and Tamil film comedy is something I have slight difficulties with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;] Her glamour and Suniel´s comedy (especially the hotel room sequences are the best comedy track) are main highlights of Aata. Comedy is a major plus point and also Illeana´s skin show [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;]. The theatre comes down with laughter at Suniel´s hotel lobby episode. It is situational comedy at its best. Chota K Naidu´s cinematography is another scintillating feature [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Oh yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;]. He has captured the river Godavari so beautifully and has brought richness to the film [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Bilkul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;]. Director V N Aditya´s direction is neat [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Autch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;]. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Aata can be a timepass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, not all is lost. If we check the all important checklist for the discerning drooling &lt;a href="http://bethlovesbollywood.blogspot.com/2007/03/whoever-said-german-wasnt-romantic.html"&gt;Schnuffel&lt;/a&gt; cineast:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yvHB3UawI/AAAAAAAAAhg/mFjUjnHlSSg/s1600-h/aata5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yvHB3UawI/AAAAAAAAAhg/mFjUjnHlSSg/s320/aata5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137673810217298690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schnuffel wearing pink - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schnuffel wet - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;check, check&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;check etc. ad infinitum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schnuffel and puppies in same frame - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schnuffel fooling around - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schnuffel in full action mode - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yrDh3UavI/AAAAAAAAAhY/kZa5iYTTb6c/s1600-h/aata4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yrDh3UavI/AAAAAAAAAhY/kZa5iYTTb6c/s320/aata4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137669352041245426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schnuffel dirty and bleeding - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;check&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can be better than passing time with that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-6536490387130056241?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/6536490387130056241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=6536490387130056241&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6536490387130056241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6536490387130056241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/11/aata-can-be-timepass.html' title='Aata. Can be a timepass.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yrDR3UasI/AAAAAAAAAhA/DoXXhb_Wfrw/s72-c/aata1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-6865894866126173741</id><published>2007-11-28T00:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:09.845+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minikhan'/><title type='text'>I knew he would like it there..</title><content type='html'>We have final exams in our Sound Engineering department at the moment so the studios usually are off-limits to visitors but lunch break today provided a perfect moment for MiniKhan to still sneek into the studio to jam with the guys and fiddle with the mixing desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yyCB3UayI/AAAAAAAAAhw/5UVaQien8Es/s1600-h/mk_neve1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yyCB3UayI/AAAAAAAAAhw/5UVaQien8Es/s320/mk_neve1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137677022852836130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is not the greatest of bass players but he does groove behind the drumset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yyCR3UazI/AAAAAAAAAh4/QvYkvdeBtwM/s1600-h/mk_neve.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yyCR3UazI/AAAAAAAAAh4/QvYkvdeBtwM/s320/mk_neve.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137677027147803442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note. MK is getting a bit restless now. Because in perfect Bollywood-filmshoot-in-Austria tradition we have to postpone the filming schedule we planned for his stay. Postpone. Not cancel. Samajhe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PS: Wanna know what happens at such exams? Watch Pixars newest short &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.jumpcut.com/view?id=300286B0350B11DC9A12000423CEF5B0"&gt;Lifted&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;replace the victim with a musician and it shows pretty much what is going on during some of them...&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-6865894866126173741?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/6865894866126173741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=6865894866126173741&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6865894866126173741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6865894866126173741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-knew-he-would-like-it-there.html' title='I knew he would like it there..'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yyCB3UayI/AAAAAAAAAhw/5UVaQien8Es/s72-c/mk_neve1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-952394455581997214</id><published>2007-11-27T22:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:10.222+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sanjay'/><title type='text'>Today is a good Sanjay day</title><content type='html'>The writer of this blog is very happy today. Sanjay was granted regular bail by the Supreme Court. He will be released from jail during the next 2 days. He has to hand in his passport, deposit a bond and report to the CBI branch in Mumbai once a month. His next court hearing is 6 months away. That is good. He managed to get through by far worse for the last 14 years. He can manage this too. So I´m happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I got news that from December 7th &lt;a href="http://www.duskahaniyaan.com/"&gt;Dus Kahaniyaan&lt;/a&gt; will play at the &lt;a href="http://www.uci-kinowelt.at/kino/weiterefilme/197509/61/"&gt;UCI&lt;/a&gt; in Vienna. Sanjay on the big screen as early as Friday after next. So you bet I´m very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yX_h3UarI/AAAAAAAAAg4/_vWypngPVM4/s1600-h/duskahaniyaan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yX_h3UarI/AAAAAAAAAg4/_vWypngPVM4/s320/duskahaniyaan2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137648392600840882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, there is a bit of a risk that DK might just not be it. But I like its basic concept and there are some very cool people involved in this film(s) and being the eternal optimist I can´t wait to see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-952394455581997214?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/952394455581997214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=952394455581997214&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/952394455581997214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/952394455581997214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/11/today-is-good-sanjay-day.html' title='Today is a good Sanjay day'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0yX_h3UarI/AAAAAAAAAg4/_vWypngPVM4/s72-c/duskahaniyaan2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4462586044196076526</id><published>2007-11-26T15:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:11.308+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minikhan'/><title type='text'>Chestnuts, Punch, Thrills and early Christmas fun</title><content type='html'>The last weekend in November marks the start of the beginning of the Advent season in Austria and that is when all those beautiful Christmas markets open. Since MiniKhan did not get to celebrate Diwali I thought he should at least get as much of Christmas celebrations as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after we finally arrived at my sisters´ and he was back to his usual charming self, we took him along to our visit to Salzburg´s picturesque Christkindl-market where we also met with my mum and MiniKhan´s new best friend, my Naani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rREB3UapI/AAAAAAAAAgo/J-gSbyH66Zs/s1600-h/MK_SBG_punch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rREB3UapI/AAAAAAAAAgo/J-gSbyH66Zs/s320/MK_SBG_punch.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137148192119614098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right in the beginning we had a short scary moment, when Sebastian, my 14 months old nephew, got hold of MK. But being the professional "thrills" coordinator he is, he managed to get out of that unharmed (and the big serving of candy cotton afterwards helped to calm his nerves)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rRER3UaqI/AAAAAAAAAgw/W3tqRhfguCU/s1600-h/MK_SBG_thills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rRER3UaqI/AAAAAAAAAgw/W3tqRhfguCU/s320/MK_SBG_thills.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137148196414581410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that he really got into an early Christmas feel. Checking out the stands with tree ornaments and sweets, having a glass of Lionsclub Punch and taking in the incredible scenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rRAx3UanI/AAAAAAAAAgY/J2XJC75rdIU/s1600-h/MK_SBG_markt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rRAx3UanI/AAAAAAAAAgY/J2XJC75rdIU/s320/MK_SBG_markt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137148136285039218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He even got to meet Salzburgs most famous son, W.A. Mozart and he could not resist having his picture taken in front of a "Empress Sissi" display.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rRDx3UaoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/n2iFnYQP1Bk/s1600-h/MK_SBG_mozart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rRDx3UaoI/AAAAAAAAAgg/n2iFnYQP1Bk/s320/MK_SBG_mozart.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137148187824646786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He simply loved it in my hometown (and he finally put on some weight munching on chestnuts and cookies)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4462586044196076526?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4462586044196076526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4462586044196076526&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4462586044196076526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4462586044196076526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/11/chestnuts-punch-thrills-and-early.html' title='Chestnuts, Punch, Thrills and early Christmas fun'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rREB3UapI/AAAAAAAAAgo/J-gSbyH66Zs/s72-c/MK_SBG_punch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4200851578560567770</id><published>2007-11-26T13:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:12.432+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minikhan'/><title type='text'>He can be a bit of a pain in the a**</title><content type='html'>What did we learn this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;MiniKhan can be rather impatient (as is said about his alter ego) and that is quite irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Our journey started very ok. He was happy when we let him drive for a bit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rCXR3UakI/AAAAAAAAAgA/28cS_4rXgZE/s1600-h/SNB11024.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rCXR3UakI/AAAAAAAAAgA/28cS_4rXgZE/s200/SNB11024.JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137132030157679170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that lasted only for a few minutes...&lt;br /&gt;We´re not even out of Vienna, when the first "Are we there yet?" came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rCXR3UajI/AAAAAAAAAf4/44l9jnmIkLo/s1600-h/SNB11017.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rCXR3UajI/AAAAAAAAAf4/44l9jnmIkLo/s200/SNB11017.JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137132030157679154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 min later. "And now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rCLh3UaiI/AAAAAAAAAfw/b2yLtSqvnMs/s1600-h/SNB11034.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rCLh3UaiI/AAAAAAAAAfw/b2yLtSqvnMs/s200/SNB11034.JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137131828294216226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 30min down the way: "But now we´re there, hai naa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rCXh3UalI/AAAAAAAAAgI/BphQvtfXFKw/s1600-h/SNB11035.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rCXh3UalI/AAAAAAAAAgI/BphQvtfXFKw/s200/SNB11035.JPG.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137132034452646482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully he fell asleep short after Ansfelden..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4200851578560567770?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4200851578560567770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4200851578560567770&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4200851578560567770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4200851578560567770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/11/he-can-be-bit-of-pain-in-a.html' title='He can be a bit of a pain in the a**'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0rCXR3UakI/AAAAAAAAAgA/28cS_4rXgZE/s72-c/SNB11024.JPG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-8698845051309567281</id><published>2007-11-23T22:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:12.642+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minikhan'/><title type='text'>hanging out with the gang and a costume fitting session</title><content type='html'>There was so much going on at the OSO premiere, that MiniKhan had very little opportunity to just hang out, chill and gossip with the cool people of my Viennese BW gang. That´s why he was very keen on accompanying me to our usual hangout spot at Vienna´s Cafe Coffee Day in the 1st district yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0dNeR3UadI/AAAAAAAAAfI/9lsvuDv_bN8/s1600-h/mk_coffeeday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0dNeR3UadI/AAAAAAAAAfI/9lsvuDv_bN8/s320/mk_coffeeday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136159082626181586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even there a bit of filmi work was waiting for him. We had a fitting session scheduled with his costume designer, Gabi, for the little film he´s going to shoot here. Thankfully he was very pleased with the way his Don jacket turned out (As if there was any doubt about that. Duh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, tomorrow MK is going on a short weekend trip to Salzburg. I did not tell him yet, but he´s going to meet his new best friend, my grandma, again. As she is too visiting my family. Look for a write-up of his adventures in my beautiful hometown not earlier then Sunday night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-8698845051309567281?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/8698845051309567281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=8698845051309567281&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8698845051309567281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8698845051309567281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/11/hanging-out-with-gang-and-costume.html' title='hanging out with the gang and a costume fitting session'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0dNeR3UadI/AAAAAAAAAfI/9lsvuDv_bN8/s72-c/mk_coffeeday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-3653879530131208450</id><published>2007-11-22T15:34:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:13.476+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minikhan'/><title type='text'>more fun in the snow and a new friend</title><content type='html'>So MiniKhan nagged me into driving to the mountains to get some more authentic winter wonderland feel. Last saturday the weather was perfect and I took him to visit my Naani in &lt;a href="http://www.tiscover.at/at/guide/53913at,en,SCH1/objectId,RGN109749at,season,at2/home.html"&gt;Semmering&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0WUKz0NpQI/AAAAAAAAAeo/zDIqbgNLTQ4/s1600-h/MK_omi_semmering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0WUKz0NpQI/AAAAAAAAAeo/zDIqbgNLTQ4/s320/MK_omi_semmering.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135673863514727682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy those two hit it off instantly. Nani loves Bollywood films and has a special sweet spot for SRK (quote Grandma: "that nice young man"), so it came as no surprise that the two were inseparable and up to mischief the whole day. He even did his "Rahul - routine" for her. (Something he so far has refused to do for me. Not fair.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0WXQj0NpSI/AAAAAAAAAe4/A_2-cXT-77c/s1600-h/mk_semmering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0WXQj0NpSI/AAAAAAAAAe4/A_2-cXT-77c/s320/mk_semmering.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135677260833858850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were constantly putting their heads together and came up with the funniest stuff. Like when MK said: "Do you think I´ll get myself into trouble with the Pepsi guys if I do this..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0WZ7z0NpTI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ILQsfBfR7eA/s1600-h/mk_coke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0WZ7z0NpTI/AAAAAAAAAfA/ILQsfBfR7eA/s320/mk_coke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135680202886456626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which my usually very sophisticated Grandma said. "Oh fish. India is so far away. Who cares?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-3653879530131208450?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/3653879530131208450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=3653879530131208450&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3653879530131208450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3653879530131208450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/11/more-fun-in-snow-and-new-friend.html' title='more fun in the snow and a new friend'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0WUKz0NpQI/AAAAAAAAAeo/zDIqbgNLTQ4/s72-c/MK_omi_semmering.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-6728871457351798346</id><published>2007-11-21T15:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:14.275+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minikhan'/><title type='text'>Fun in the snow.</title><content type='html'>So MiniKhan had a lot of fun meeting all those great people at the OSO premiere and we all were partying pretty hard. But he had no time to recover and relax after it, as he had to accompany me to work and help me teaching my filmmusic classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0RHFz0NpMI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/aHCL4UGaLl8/s1600-h/MK_sae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0RHFz0NpMI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/aHCL4UGaLl8/s320/MK_sae.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135307640243332290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then one morning last week he woke me up all excited because it had been snowing all night. And even when I warned him that his wardrobe was not too suitable for that kind of weather, he insisted on building a snowman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0RMlD0NpPI/AAAAAAAAAeg/1l9RspaOTLk/s1600-h/mk_snow_vienna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0RMlD0NpPI/AAAAAAAAAeg/1l9RspaOTLk/s320/mk_snow_vienna.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135313674672383218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..And had a ball doing it. So much, in fact, that he nagged me into taking him to the mountains to get some more. But that is a different story...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-6728871457351798346?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/6728871457351798346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=6728871457351798346&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6728871457351798346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6728871457351798346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/11/fun-in-snow.html' title='Fun in the snow.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0RHFz0NpMI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/aHCL4UGaLl8/s72-c/MK_sae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-1404005627480200707</id><published>2007-11-20T16:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:14.426+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minikhan'/><title type='text'>MiniKhan at the OSO Premiere</title><content type='html'>There was a lot going on in Vienna on November 9th. Not only did Om Shanti Om premiere here, national TV covered the event and everybody was dressing up for the occation. November 9th also marked the date our celebrity traveller MiniKhan arrived from &lt;a href="http://www.mariakaefer.de/2007/11/20/mini-khan-stopover-in-passau/#more-2103"&gt;Germany&lt;/a&gt; and instantly used the opportunity to meet with fans from Switzerland, Germany and Austria and watched the premiere with a bunch of overexcited girls and gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0LxsT0NpHI/AAAAAAAAAdo/0-RR966j1Gk/s1600-h/oso_mk_wien.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0LxsT0NpHI/AAAAAAAAAdo/0-RR966j1Gk/s320/oso_mk_wien.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134932268691596402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, he´s back from hiding. &lt;a href="http://www.bollywoodbloggers.com/2007/11/18/breaking-news-this-just-in-from-the-munich-desk/"&gt;For all those fearing the worst&lt;/a&gt;.. Ab fikar mat karo. He´s alive and very well and I got a little story coming up that might explain if not excuse his absence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-1404005627480200707?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/1404005627480200707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=1404005627480200707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1404005627480200707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1404005627480200707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/11/minikhan-at-oso-premiere.html' title='MiniKhan at the OSO Premiere'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/R0LxsT0NpHI/AAAAAAAAAdo/0-RR966j1Gk/s72-c/oso_mk_wien.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4895668259466027613</id><published>2007-11-20T16:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T16:06:52.346+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SRK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fans'/><title type='text'>Om Shanti Om - what a night!</title><content type='html'>Apart from being a fun ride for the discerning Bollywoodfan, Om Shanti Om also is the first BW film that got a mention on national TV, and that at prime time even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unsuspecting cinema-goers found themselves facing a camera on November 9th and asked what brought them there.. :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="326" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aY8O61bWEq0&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aY8O61bWEq0&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="326" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(the first few seconds have some errors but later you can even watch yours truly with her name misspelled..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4895668259466027613?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4895668259466027613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4895668259466027613&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4895668259466027613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4895668259466027613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/11/om-shanti-om-what-night.html' title='Om Shanti Om - what a night!'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-1651933666807178614</id><published>2007-10-30T11:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:15.414+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>I tried to fight it. I swear. OSO.</title><content type='html'>The &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Johnny Gaddaar&lt;/span&gt; DVD is still on its way from Nehaflix to me. A&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.desipundit.com/baradwajrangan/2007/10/30/review-no-smoking/#comments"&gt;No Smoking&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; screening is nowhere in sight. So what remains to be done by the discerning Hindi cinema fan? Yes. Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dive head first into the &lt;a href="http://www.omshantiomfilm.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OSO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pre-release hype. Yeehaaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RycSTupeKzI/AAAAAAAAAdI/DdVlNfBR53I/s1600-h/om_shanti_om_poster2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RycSTupeKzI/AAAAAAAAAdI/DdVlNfBR53I/s320/om_shanti_om_poster2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127086830933388082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way it looks now Vienna will be the only city in the german-speaking parts of the world that will have a cinema release of Om Shanti Om along with the rest of saari duniya. And this suits me mighty fine, would I be if I did not take up the opportunity to go for a first day first (and second, yes, i already booked tickets for back to back shows) show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I mentioned before we here are in the lucky position to have a distribution deal between Eros Entertainment and the local UCI Multiplex. So far we got Partner, Gandhi My Father, Heyy Babyy and Bhool Bhulayia out of it. Not that impressive for you? Well it might become so when I tell you that this is an increase in regular cinemas screenings of Bollywood movies by 400%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now back to hysterical filmifan-part. And why of all films am I excited about OSO? Oh c´mon. Masala. Plain good ´ole Masala, baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RycX5epeK1I/AAAAAAAAAdY/OHnO4uq6YQs/s1600-h/OSO_DeD.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RycX5epeK1I/AAAAAAAAAdY/OHnO4uq6YQs/s320/OSO_DeD.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127092977031588690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anyone seen the dialog promos? &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dwj4gZqdjK8"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gF7ASLwQZs0"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=66rOcaOnz2A"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt; ? How can I not be hyped by the prospect of seeing Rishi Kapoor and Subash Ghai fighting over who will give a filmfare award to a bad actor with a too-good-to-be-true sixpack?&lt;br /&gt;Or Deeptika doing a song a la Dhal Gaya Din. Or SRK doing all his SRK-things. And then there is Deewangi of course. And. And. And. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RycSSOpeKyI/AAAAAAAAAdA/4PFcX7r1O9g/s1600-h/OSO_Deewangi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RycSSOpeKyI/AAAAAAAAAdA/4PFcX7r1O9g/s320/OSO_Deewangi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127086805163584290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really loved &lt;a href="http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/03/bollywoodbloggers-main-hoon-naa.html"&gt;Main Hoon Na&lt;/a&gt;. Perfect popcorn cinema. And I have really really high hopes that Farah will pull this one off too. Storywise, visually, performanceswise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I believe to know about it yet? Well, its a reincarnation love story. Om Prakash (patheticly bad wannabe hero but only junior artist so far) falls in love with Shantipriya (a Hema Malini like superstar) Lekin problem hai. Evil mustached other guy with evil intentions hai. And so the lovely couple dies before their love story can bloom. *insert frantic NAHIIIIIN here* The story cannot end there. So we fast foreward to now, as in right now, as both were reborn under slightly different premises and now have to find each other, solve all the riddles and hopefully live happily ever after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RycX5upeK2I/AAAAAAAAAdg/-cXEpYGhC-g/s1600-h/oso_mum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RycX5upeK2I/AAAAAAAAAdg/-cXEpYGhC-g/s320/oso_mum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127092981326556002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.uci-kinowelt.at/kino/weiterefilme/196390/61/"&gt;Pre-sale for the 2 shows&lt;/a&gt; on the 9th has already started last weekend. And the tickets sell like hot-cakes. We have some OSO refugees from Germany and Switzerland for the weekend, so I am preparing for a very fun, very colorful, very cool weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RycVp-peK0I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/1XHRHaH48zk/s1600-h/OSO_snowglobe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RycVp-peK0I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/1XHRHaH48zk/s320/OSO_snowglobe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127090511720360770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Bollywood sucks at merchandising. Why did nobody come up with the idea of producing small OSO snow-globes? Oh you could have made a fortune.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-1651933666807178614?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/1651933666807178614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=1651933666807178614&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1651933666807178614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1651933666807178614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-tried-to-fight-it-i-swear-oso.html' title='I tried to fight it. I swear. OSO.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RycSTupeKzI/AAAAAAAAAdI/DdVlNfBR53I/s72-c/om_shanti_om_poster2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-2685619151577027664</id><published>2007-10-17T08:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:15.822+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minikhan'/><title type='text'>another teaser and short away notice</title><content type='html'>I´ll be flying to Berlin in about 2 hours. For a meeting and our annual Alumni Convention (This year no &lt;a href="http://bababus.blogspot.com/"&gt;stage action&lt;/a&gt; from me there. Do count your blessings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to keep this post Bollywood-related.. here a pic that might give you a hint at what MiniKhan will have to do when he finally comes for his scheduled visit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RxWtsxOTM3I/AAAAAAAAAcw/c7o3Mxe-FYo/s1600-h/teaser+Minikhan+gross.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RxWtsxOTM3I/AAAAAAAAAcw/c7o3Mxe-FYo/s320/teaser+Minikhan+gross.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122191135842972530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear friend and SRK fanatic Gabi made it. It is perfect. Unbelievably perfect. He will be too cool to be true in it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-2685619151577027664?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/2685619151577027664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=2685619151577027664&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2685619151577027664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2685619151577027664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-teaser-and-short-away-notice.html' title='another teaser and short away notice'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RxWtsxOTM3I/AAAAAAAAAcw/c7o3Mxe-FYo/s72-c/teaser+Minikhan+gross.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-621569574303073506</id><published>2007-10-15T15:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:16.008+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bollywood Bloggers Meeting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minikhan'/><title type='text'>Now that is where he got the idea from</title><content type='html'>A bit over a week ago at a classified meeting concerning the next IBBM, this little guy showed up for a short impromptu visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RxNqDxOTM2I/AAAAAAAAAco/iymgOfMfZO0/s1600-h/minikhan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RxNqDxOTM2I/AAAAAAAAAco/iymgOfMfZO0/s320/minikhan1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121553814235853666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we finally know whom the big Khan got the idea for his six-pack from. It seems he just tried to look more like his doll :-D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-621569574303073506?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/621569574303073506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=621569574303073506&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/621569574303073506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/621569574303073506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/10/now-that-is-where-he-got-idea-from.html' title='Now that is where he got the idea from'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RxNqDxOTM2I/AAAAAAAAAco/iymgOfMfZO0/s72-c/minikhan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-8762934539575363332</id><published>2007-10-03T16:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:16.269+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karaoke'/><title type='text'>I predict a lot of annoyed neighbours in the future</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://umananda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Birgit&lt;/a&gt; has been predicting it for months. And Sony seems to have listened. On October 19th they will release &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SingStar Bollywood&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PlayStation2&lt;/span&gt; in the U.K.  (AmazonUK lists two versions. Once with &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Singstar-Bollywood-Two-Microphones-PS2/dp/B000V78AXG/molodezhnaja-21"&gt;two microphones&lt;/a&gt; and once &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Sony-Computer-Entertainment-UK-Bollywood/dp/B000V7FTF8/molodezhnaja-21"&gt;only the game&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RwOreBOTM1I/AAAAAAAAAcg/bG_KZbLRMk4/s1600-h/singstarBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RwOreBOTM1I/AAAAAAAAAcg/bG_KZbLRMk4/s320/singstarBW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117122133835854674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rumored songlist is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aashiqui - Nazar Ke Samne&lt;br /&gt;Aksar - Jhalak Dikhla Ja&lt;br /&gt;Chalte Chalte - Chalte Chalte&lt;br /&gt;Chalte Chalte - Suno Na Suno Na&lt;br /&gt;Chameli - Sajna Ve Sajna&lt;br /&gt;Dil Chahta Hai - Koi Kahe Kehta Rahe&lt;br /&gt;Dil Hai Ki Manta Nahin - Dil Hai Ki Manta Nahin&lt;br /&gt;Don: The Chase Begins Again - Ye Mera Dil&lt;br /&gt;Don: The Chase Begins Again - Khaike Paan Banaraswala&lt;br /&gt;Dus - Dus Bahane Karlke Le Gaya Dil&lt;br /&gt;Guru - Barso Re&lt;br /&gt;Guru - Tere Bina&lt;br /&gt;Ishq Hai Tumse - O Soniya&lt;br /&gt;Kaal - Tauba Tauba&lt;br /&gt;Kaal - Kaal Dhamaal&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi Alvida Naa Kehna - Where's The Party Tonite&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi Alvida Naa Kehna - Mitwa&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham - Bole Chudiyan&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham - Suraj Hua Maddham&lt;br /&gt;Kabhi Khushi Kabhie Gham - Say Shava Shava&lt;br /&gt;Kal Ho Na Ho - Maahi Ve&lt;br /&gt;Kal Ho Na Ho - It's The Time To Disco&lt;br /&gt;Kal Ho Na Ho - Pretty Woman&lt;br /&gt;Khakee - Dil Dooba&lt;br /&gt;Kuch Kuch Hota Hai - Kuch Kuch Hota Hai&lt;br /&gt;Kuch Kuch Hota Hai - Koi Mil Gaya&lt;br /&gt;Kya Love Story Hai - It's Rocking&lt;br /&gt;Main Hoon Na - Main Hoon Na&lt;br /&gt;Rang De Basanti - Rang De Basanti&lt;br /&gt;Salaam-E-Ishq - Salaam-E-Ishq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I just got to get it. My poor neighbours. Teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EDIT:&lt;/span&gt; One thing that came up when I mentioned it to Ehsaan.. Will Sony be paying royalties? Or are we getting into a sort of eye-for-an-eye situation here? Something like (use deep voice of any well-fed American oil-company CEO to read *ggg*)  "Them Indian filmindustry guys use our ideas without asking and even worse paying up. Lets show ´m. Why don´t we do a Karaoke Game and use their songs without askin´. You don´t mess with us, hon´!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-8762934539575363332?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/8762934539575363332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=8762934539575363332&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8762934539575363332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8762934539575363332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-see-lot-of-annoyed-neighbours-in.html' title='I predict a lot of annoyed neighbours in the future'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RwOreBOTM1I/AAAAAAAAAcg/bG_KZbLRMk4/s72-c/singstarBW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4845038903687434181</id><published>2007-09-28T21:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T22:19:39.469+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>just off to get new material</title><content type='html'>I'm trying something here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short note:&lt;br /&gt;- i am in Zürich for the weekend to visit family.&lt;br /&gt;- i did not bring my macbook (big mistake, i know, but how was i supposed to know, that Akshay Shah of naachgaana.com would link to my Bhool Bhulaiya post, while i'm gone *g*)&lt;br /&gt;- so i'm typing on my shiny new iPod Touch and that is kind of tricky. I have no idea how this turns out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- on a filmi note... I did manage to get quite a few dvds today&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least... The first thing i saw after leaving the plane today was an ad saying "Oerlikon is Bollywood" ?? I have no idea what that part of zurich has to do with BW. But then a few meters further it read "Oerlikon is Shanghai"... They are a weird but nice people here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4845038903687434181?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4845038903687434181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4845038903687434181&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4845038903687434181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4845038903687434181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-off-to-get-new-material.html' title='just off to get new material'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4947669952399476343</id><published>2007-09-24T13:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:17.000+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crossover'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>Outsourced - Go and watch it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1277/1252199308_e1358da63c.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1277/1252199308_e1358da63c.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Picture this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A small Seattle based mail-order company is selling patriotic kitsch to Americans. And then one day their whole call center is being outsourced to India. Todd (Jeff Hamilton), the call-center manager, has no real option than going to India to train his replacement if he wants to keep working for his company. So he goes. And he´s forced to jump head-first into a life altering adventure. Having to adapt to cultural differences, wandering cows, endearing call-center employees, love and the pressure from his company at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rvec9hOTMyI/AAAAAAAAAcI/7AAuS5hLOJ4/s1600-h/Josh_ASif_credit_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rvec9hOTMyI/AAAAAAAAAcI/7AAuS5hLOJ4/s320/Josh_ASif_credit_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113728482606789410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sounds corny? Not by far! It´s quite the opposite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;John Jeffcoat made a movie that captured the audience at the opening screening in Stuttgart in its first 5 minutes. (Like predicted by the german distributor before the film).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It´s funny. Very funny actually. Endearing. Smart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://bethlovesbollywood.blogspot.com/2007/03/whoever-said-german-wasnt-romantic.html"&gt;Schnuffelig&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. With a great cast (Ayhesha Dharker, Asif Basra and Jeff Hamilton in peticular) And apart from a few scenes, shot entirely in/around Mumbai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One great thing about Outsourced is,that it is a true "cultural-crossover" film. Some reviews compare it to "My big fat Greek wedding", a statement that only true in parts. As here Jeffcoat took the American guy and put him through the "real" thing. Not only a westernized Immigrant suburb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And really everbody in Stuttgart seemed to love it. The German Bollywood fan crowd, the Arthouse film buffs who usually frown upon mainstream movies, the Indian filmi-people. Some have been in India before and had a deja-vu experience on some of the scenes and others who only knew life in Mumbai out of movies or the news. You could sense from the timing of their laughter where the various groups sat in the cinema hall. No surprise that it won the Audience Award...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rvec-xOTMzI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/k5la3wpHKC8/s1600-h/Asif_credit_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rvec-xOTMzI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/k5la3wpHKC8/s320/Asif_credit_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113728504081625906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Starting September 26th it is opening on a limited release across the USA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, anyone who has not seen Outsourced yet and lives in the vicinity of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://outsourcedmovie.blogspot.com/2007/08/outsourced-update.html"&gt;these movie theaters&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;just needs to go and watch it. A post on the movies blog also announced a release in Germany this autumn. And there are plans for a release in India too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got curious? Here´s a link the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/user/Pygarr"&gt;trailer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and the movie´s &lt;a href="http://outsourcedthemovie.com/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4947669952399476343?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4947669952399476343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4947669952399476343&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4947669952399476343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4947669952399476343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/07/outsourced-go-and-watch-it.html' title='Outsourced - Go and watch it.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rvec9hOTMyI/AAAAAAAAAcI/7AAuS5hLOJ4/s72-c/Josh_ASif_credit_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-6045076075225012439</id><published>2007-09-22T16:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T17:17:54.269+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bomby Boogie Night 2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BWaB'/><title type='text'>Hah. Look what I found.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is the downside of having a 4 Gig memory card in your compact camera. Never had to wipe it since Stuttgart until today, so I finally downloaded all the pictures taken during the summer and found these 2 small video-snippets from the Bombay Boogie night in Stuttgart in July on it. Don´t expect too much, they are very dark, but still you´ll be able to make out some slick moves:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Surya, Rita and Pooja burning the dancefloor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-6c8049be85d2e5ab" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6c8049be85d2e5ab%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331172948%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F88F54FD7CC9118B4A7C4C13BF4936F811B8199.36EFC50220BC6E09A172913B39453173CE51D30D%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6c8049be85d2e5ab%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dzl2a_baqYcw3Rtomu46JQGXpyKA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D6c8049be85d2e5ab%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331172948%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2F88F54FD7CC9118B4A7C4C13BF4936F811B8199.36EFC50220BC6E09A172913B39453173CE51D30D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D6c8049be85d2e5ab%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dzl2a_baqYcw3Rtomu46JQGXpyKA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and here another 25 sec snippet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b1abd79e5ace80cc" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db1abd79e5ace80cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331172948%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D458780FB2D266D16E11108E066DD1F4C94B079B8.30D69B08859DEC135455BE7C359DA158F7073A5C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db1abd79e5ace80cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuFaCOk-i7LT9ws6WbNIGUwUtBPQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Db1abd79e5ace80cc%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331172948%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D458780FB2D266D16E11108E066DD1F4C94B079B8.30D69B08859DEC135455BE7C359DA158F7073A5C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Db1abd79e5ace80cc%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DuFaCOk-i7LT9ws6WbNIGUwUtBPQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And no, there are none with me in them. Count your blessings :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-6045076075225012439?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=6c8049be85d2e5ab&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=b1abd79e5ace80cc&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/6045076075225012439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=6045076075225012439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6045076075225012439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6045076075225012439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/09/hah-look-what-i-found.html' title='Hah. Look what I found.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-1489176556728322594</id><published>2007-09-21T21:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:17.748+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Preview'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Priyadarshan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Akshay Kumar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Bhool Bhulayiaa. Strangely attracted.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RvQQdROTMuI/AAAAAAAAAbo/nCMPLUGtkX0/s1600-h/Bhool+Bhulaiyaa+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RvQQdROTMuI/AAAAAAAAAbo/nCMPLUGtkX0/s320/Bhool+Bhulaiyaa+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112729571997987554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;          &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a ball watching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://babasko.blogspot.com/2006/09/chandramukhi-snake-on-chandelier.html"&gt;Chandramukhi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; a while back. Rajni Superstar rulez. No discussions about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now the Hindi remake will come out on October 12th. With Akshay Kumar in Rajnikanth´s role as the a tiny bit wacko psychiatrist. Directed by Priyadarshan.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. If you just read those last two sentences, its nothing to get that much excited. Especially if you know that at first AB 1.0 was in talks to play that role.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Due to Akshay´s almost monopolistic presence in Hindi films in the Indian cinema history here in Vienna during the last 3 years, I somehow grew rather fond of him. Sharp tongues might say I got brainwashed. But I really do like Akshay in &lt;a href="http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/02/keemat-hehe-giggle.html"&gt;comedies&lt;/a&gt;. Such hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RvQSAxOTMvI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ErD3hGBoJxA/s1600-h/Bhool+Bhulaiyaa+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RvQSAxOTMvI/AAAAAAAAAbw/ErD3hGBoJxA/s320/Bhool+Bhulaiyaa+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112731281394971378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) The story has enough potential to make for an delightfully entertaining evening. Pyaar. Suspense. Masti. Probably crazy stunts and SpecialFX. Spicy enough for a well rounded Masala fair.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Vidya Balan. Finally in a more traditional get up again. In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jyotika´s role from Chandramukhi. Maybe that will make me forget her Heyy Babyy performance.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) The soundtrack rocks. Love the title track. And Akshay´s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RvQSBBOTMxI/AAAAAAAAAcA/3svydTs5ucY/s1600-h/Bhool+Bhulaiyaa+5.jpg"&gt;swami get up&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still there are some risky points.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amisha Patel. No comment. Shiney Ahuja. He has yet to repeat his great performance from Hazaron Khwaishein Aisi, hai naa? Don´t have much hope for it here too. Bhool Bhulayia is a Priyadarshan comedy. And it has been a while since he delivered too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RvQSBBOTMwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/iXrdvMC33_A/s1600-h/Bhool+Bhulaiyaa+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RvQSBBOTMwI/AAAAAAAAAb4/iXrdvMC33_A/s320/Bhool+Bhulaiyaa+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112731285689938690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;             &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all, you can count me in for a first day show. If only for Akshay and Vidya in the climax dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-1489176556728322594?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/1489176556728322594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=1489176556728322594&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1489176556728322594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1489176556728322594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/09/bhool-bhulayiaa-strangely-attracted.html' title='Bhool Bhulayiaa. Strangely attracted.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RvQQdROTMuI/AAAAAAAAAbo/nCMPLUGtkX0/s72-c/Bhool+Bhulaiyaa+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-5860649254002629890</id><published>2007-09-21T20:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T00:35:30.972+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>got a problem. solved it. you live with it. bas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started to write a preview of Bhool Bhulayia. And then stopped. Kyu? Bear with me for another short ramble. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because I did not blog for the last weeks/month(s) does not mean I did not surf the net and read up on my daily dose of filmi news bits. One of my favorite sites doing that and a daily stop-over is &lt;a href="http://passionforcinema.com/"&gt;PFC&lt;/a&gt;. I love reading their posts and comments, but some of the guys (certain special dear darlings excluded) posting/commenting there are way too intimidating for me. So apart from my not having the guts of posting comments there, it went even so far that I started to question my kind of postings here.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But today when I started writing the afore-mentionend Bhool post, I stopped, thought about it and then came to the very healthy conclusion that I don´t care. And that I really shouldn´t.&lt;br /&gt;This is my blog. I like it the way it is. You read it. If you like it, read more. If you think I´m just a white chick who should better zip it, your bad. If you think it´s too mainstreamy, same accounts. My, anyway not too small, self-esteem is back up. I ´ll continue to do my thing. My way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;[/end ramble]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-5860649254002629890?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/5860649254002629890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=5860649254002629890&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5860649254002629890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5860649254002629890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/09/got-problem-solved-it-you-live-with-it.html' title='got a problem. solved it. you live with it. bas.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-530435044594216631</id><published>2007-09-20T18:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T18:42:47.318+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>Restart. Even I can recognize a sign when I hear it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What does yesterdays "the Police" concert in Vienna have to do with the end of my blogging hiatus?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ketan Anand. Stuttgart. And Ehsaan Noorani. An early phone interview this morning.... Kya? What is she talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, let me start at the beginning.  I came home from Stuttgart in July and despite being super motivated by meeting all the great people I did there and having the time of my life, I just had to take a break from posting. I had a great summer. Workload at office was ok, Eros started screening their movies (Partner, My Father Gandhi, Heyy Babyy) at release-time in a Multiplex here, &lt;a href="http://umananda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Birgit&lt;/a&gt; came home from India and there were rumours of a big Bollywood production shooting from September in Austria. But  I just did not feel like blogging. So I decided that if things got even more relaxed I would start again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well the last 3 weeks have been hell, workwise and with so much happening here in Vienna, so I thought I might take a little more time off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then we went to the Police concert yesterday. You know the Sting, Steward Copeland, Synchronicity, Every Breath You Take - kind of Police. A concert I´ve been waiting to attend since 1983 (!) The guys came on stage. And I remembered an anecdote &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0025617/"&gt;Ketan Anand&lt;/a&gt; told us in Stuttgart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime during the Eighties the Police were in Mumbai and staying at the Anand´s house on the beach in Juhu. The day the guys were supposed to leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;, Steward Copeland (the drummer) decided that he just had to take a camel ride on the beach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;To make a short story even shorter, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;an idea that sounded harmless (just like a LOT of ideas do when certain substances are involved in the idea-finding process) turned out to be just the opposite since the camel took off with him for hours and they almost missed their plane...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What ever. All of a sudden a Bollywood connection was even there (Especially since the guy standing in front of me at the concert was smoking weed LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then this morning I had a phone interview scheduled with Ehsaan of Shankar-Ehsaan-Loy for the German Bollywood magazine I sometimes write for and when I called instead of the usual ringing sound "don´t stand so close to me" by Police was playing. And as it turned out Ehsaan Noorani is a huge Police fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If this is no sign then what is, hai naa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a perfect reason to start blogging again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I´m back. This time for good. Workload is still hell, but maybe that is another perfect reason to write anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-530435044594216631?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/530435044594216631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=530435044594216631&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/530435044594216631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/530435044594216631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/09/restart-even-i-can-recognize-sign-when.html' title='Restart. Even I can recognize a sign when I hear it'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-7965361391762927391</id><published>2007-07-19T01:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T02:28:33.627+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>why I´m late with the write-up..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I´m not lazy. Well I am, but thats not the reason why I had no time to write more about Stuttgart yet. Rita Rani, a filmmaker who was in Stuttgart with her shortfilm "Bombay Skies" just came to Vienna for 2 days with her parents and we were roaming the city doing heavy sightseeing and chatting and more chatting. But don´t dispair. The post is coming soon. Kasam se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-7965361391762927391?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/7965361391762927391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=7965361391762927391&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7965361391762927391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7965361391762927391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/07/why-im-late-with-write-up.html' title='why I´m late with the write-up..'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-885609971778359525</id><published>2007-07-16T23:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:18.278+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BWaB'/><title type='text'>Bollywood and Beyond - Stuttgart Last Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I´m back home, save and sound.  And I already terribly miss all the fantastic people I met and hung out with since Wednesday. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here now the last bunch of pics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/babasko/sets/72157600857458512/"&gt;Day 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. I´l do the write-up tomorrow. It´s just too hot (37 C/98 F) today and I´m too lazy and tired. I hope everybody got home well. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Edit: Surya did. Just got his mail)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RpvyJ7Wn5vI/AAAAAAAAAbg/WX2lD_y0JxQ/s1600-h/all.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RpvyJ7Wn5vI/AAAAAAAAAbg/WX2lD_y0JxQ/s320/all.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087926456410433266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank y´all so much for an unforgetable time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-885609971778359525?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/885609971778359525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=885609971778359525&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/885609971778359525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/885609971778359525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/07/bollywood-and-beyond-stuttgart-last-day.html' title='Bollywood and Beyond - Stuttgart Last Day'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RpvyJ7Wn5vI/AAAAAAAAAbg/WX2lD_y0JxQ/s72-c/all.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-3081337531410869712</id><published>2007-07-15T17:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T17:55:52.630+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BWaB'/><title type='text'>Bollywood and Beyond - Stuttgart day 3+4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So. Here before I rush out for the award ceremony and the closing film.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/babasko/sets/72157600835842153/"&gt;Day 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/babasko/sets/72157600836052409/"&gt;Day 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;. As mentioned in my prvious post, foto descriptions and my write up will follow from tomorrow when I´m back in Vienna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-3081337531410869712?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/3081337531410869712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=3081337531410869712&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3081337531410869712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3081337531410869712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/07/bollywood-and-beyond-stuttgart-day-34.html' title='Bollywood and Beyond - Stuttgart day 3+4'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-6280517739501281884</id><published>2007-07-13T01:26:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T01:36:33.099+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BWaB'/><title type='text'>Bollywood and Beyond - Stuttgart Day 1+2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Way to tired to post. But here for starters some pics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/babasko/sets/72157600783886193/"&gt;Day 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (opening night) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/babasko/sets/72157600783526670/"&gt;Day 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (interviews and all kinds of other fun)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So and since there is a free Jonny Walker bar for the film-related guests and the festival team (to neither group I actually belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, but that is another story) and it´s 1:30 am and I´ll have to get up at 8 tomorrow, you´ll have to make up your own stories for the time being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love it here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-6280517739501281884?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/6280517739501281884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=6280517739501281884&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6280517739501281884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6280517739501281884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/07/bollywood-and-beyond-stuttgart-day-12.html' title='Bollywood and Beyond - Stuttgart Day 1+2'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-6157817542331073599</id><published>2007-07-10T21:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-10T22:22:23.675+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BWaB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>Holidays - sort of..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow morning I´ll be heading to Stuttgart (that would be in Germany) for five days of Bollywood &amp;amp; Beyond i.e. the biggest &lt;a href="http://www.filmbuerobw.de/typo3/index.php?L=1"&gt;Indian film festival in Germany&lt;/a&gt;. Its my first time there, I hope to meet tons of great people, indulge in heavy partying and overdose on Indian cinema in all its aspects.&lt;br /&gt;Btw. I´ll take my Macbook and camera with me and try to update from there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See ya´ll later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-6157817542331073599?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/6157817542331073599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=6157817542331073599&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6157817542331073599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6157817542331073599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/07/holidays-sort-of.html' title='Holidays - sort of..'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-8081920046576354571</id><published>2007-07-09T23:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:18.687+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>King of Bollywood - the interview</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RpKsRubaIbI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/7YkGlQWjLqA/s1600-h/KoB_SRK_bookcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RpKsRubaIbI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/7YkGlQWjLqA/s200/KoB_SRK_bookcover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085316349775454642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanx to Filmiholic I was part of a very exciting virtual online email interview event today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.anupamachopra.com/home.htm"&gt;Anupama Chopra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; was so nice as to answer all our (read: Filmiholic, Michael, Beth, Maja, Darshana, Jo and myself) questions about her new book "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;King of Bollywood - Shah Rukh Khan and the Sed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;uctive World of Indian Cinema&lt;/span&gt;" during a day long Email conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Filmholic will put the results of those &lt;s&gt;36&lt;/s&gt; 43 Emails into readable posts on her &lt;a href="http://www.filmiholic.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; during the next few days. You might to want to head over to have a look then. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit 07/10/07: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It is &lt;a href="http://filmiholic.com/2007/07/10/author-blogger-book-discussion-anupama-chopra/#more-175"&gt;online&lt;/a&gt;, fun and long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/King-Bollywood-Seductive-Indian-Cinema/dp/0446578584/ref=cm_taf_image_featured?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;tag=tellafriend-20"&gt;book&lt;/a&gt; which will come out Aug. 2nd in the USA, Aug. 9th in India and Sept. 6th in the UK. I´ve read it and liked it, very much in fact. It is not your average SRK fan book. It is more like a chronicle of Hindi cinema &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;of the 90ies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and its industry until today through the life and films of King Khan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Anupama, after her books on Sholay and DDLJ, again gave me a highly entertaining book. Interesting background on the industry, the change that it went through during the 90ies and of course a whole lot on the Baadshah himself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;spiced with fantastic anecdotes like the one about SRK´s phonecall after he got arrested due to... no, you´ve got to read that for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The regular reader of this blog probably knows that I am not a die-hard SRK fan. What might be new for all is that he was in fact my first Bollywood love. But you know how shilly-shally girls are. Nice Rahul didn´t stand a chance when Sagar/Munna walked in. And since cranky Dev did nothing to get me back, imagine my surprise when after reading Anupama´s book, he fought himself back into the ring. That´s the King Khan for you.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure though if Anupama is to blame or my fickleness ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-8081920046576354571?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/8081920046576354571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=8081920046576354571&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8081920046576354571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8081920046576354571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/07/king-of-bollywood-interview.html' title='King of Bollywood - the interview'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RpKsRubaIbI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/7YkGlQWjLqA/s72-c/KoB_SRK_bookcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-3315660059267649140</id><published>2007-07-02T15:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T13:02:22.037+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AB 2.0'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AB 1.0'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aishwarya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sanjay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madhavan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>Backlog. Eklavya and Guru</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In the draft section of my blogger admin site, there are a few unfinished posts that deal with a number of films I watched during the last weeks but that never came out of the draft stage. Since I don´t feel like finishing them and still I want you to know, here a short résumé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eklavya.&lt;/span&gt; This one pains me a lot. I really really really was looking forward to seeing it. I mean take in the cast. AB 1.0, Saif and his mom, Jimmy Shergill, Jackie Shroff, Vidya Balan, Raima Sen and mera pyaara Sanjay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. It is the first direction of V.V. Chopra after Mission Kashmir. The promos hinted at a "Gone with the wind" like outset. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then V.V. blows it. My Eklavya draft was subtitled: "It might have been grand" and that precisely how I feel about it. The setting is grand, the acting too, even the basic story. Then why, oh why did he have to cut it down to 107min? It is an epic saga, it demands an epic length. So instead we are left with hints at some backstories and we almost don´t learn anything about what drives the characters. And that assembles to a lackluster feeble movie. There is potential, and you get a glimpse of it in various scenes, like at the the climax. But. But it feels like an abstract of a Shakespearean drama for a 3rd grade english class homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two presumptions: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;One&lt;/span&gt;: In addition to the mutilated story, the very last, bahut kharab scene hints at some "higher power" that forced Chopra to a) give it a masala standard fare ending and b) to edit the length to some "western cinema" timeframe. Big mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; two&lt;/span&gt;: It is still rather difficult to get the official DVD. None of the leading online stores have it yet. The only place I found it is amazon.co.uk . I so hope that this hints to a directors cut version in the hopefully not to far future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So if you can get your hands on a copy. Go and watch it. If only for the acting and treat it like a preview of what might come one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Film two is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guru&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love Mani Ratnam. He is my favorite director. Bas.&lt;br /&gt;But, and here comes another but, Guru is his weakest film so far. I just can´t empathise with the characters here. And that is such a pity. I feel it is the death of any movie if you just don´t care what happens. And that is exactly the problem I have with Guru. Unreflected greed as main statement just does nothing for me. Corruption is good as long as I can turn it into wealth? Journalism should use all means to get the story across even if you have to stage the stories? Don´t get me wrong, but where´s the message? And I don´t mean a profound life altering message. Anything would do, leave it open or tell me you don´t have a message for all I care, but give me something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So is it a bad film? No. It is still a Mani Ratnam movie. It´s a AB 2.0 one-man show.  I love the songs. And technically (in any way) its a great film. I just don´t care about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-3315660059267649140?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/3315660059267649140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=3315660059267649140&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3315660059267649140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3315660059267649140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/07/backlog-eklavya-and-guru.html' title='Backlog. Eklavya and Guru'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-3640714710370175066</id><published>2007-07-02T13:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:19.177+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SRK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madhuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karisma'/><title type='text'>Dil To Pagal Hai. I had nothing better to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like any healthy human I sometimes get cravings for various stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.spruengli.ch/index.php?lang=en"&gt;Sprüngli Truffes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; for example. Or Sushi. Or sitting beside the ocean watching the sunset.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday after again stumbling over the Aaja Nachle &lt;a href="http://www.yashrajfilms.com/Movies/MovieIndividual.aspx?MovieID=de08f4b1-44cf-43e0-8256-d23ff508959d"&gt;stills&lt;/a&gt; on the Yash Raj site my life would have ended on the spot if I had to live one more moment without watching a Madhuri Dixit film. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I have some of them at home. And since &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://i.indiafm.com/memories/07/srkdreamofbattle/still15.jpg"&gt;this pic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; of SRK of last week made me loose my cool too, I thought why not combine the two. And to make it three I decided to give one DVD a try that has been lying unwanted and unwatched around for at least two years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dil to Pagal Hai.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn´t I watch it before? Well, I´m not too fond of Karisma Kapoor. And the only time I tried DTPH before was short after I watched Raja Hindustani where I really hated her (sorry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://bellevuetobollywood.blogspot.com/"&gt;Alan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that´s when the DVD went to the bottom of the "to be watched" stack and lingered there until yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So for all those who haven´t seen it either:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahul (SRK - who else) is a singer/director who has a dancecompany that does fairly successful naachgaana shows. His female star dancer is Nisha, who in addition to being his best friend also happens to be madly (and of course secretly) in love with Rahul. Who in spite of producing one tearjerking love story show after the other is completely alien to the concept of love. So far so nothing-new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Roj1z-baIYI/AAAAAAAAAa4/yYoSvXG-TEg/s1600-h/dtph3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Roj1z-baIYI/AAAAAAAAAa4/yYoSvXG-TEg/s320/dtph3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082582452767695234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now Nisha has a small accident while rehearsing for the show that is in production and leaves the play without a female star. Enter Pooja (Madhuri) an orphan who grew up with her aunty, uncle and cousin Ajay (Akshay Kumar). Guess what, his best friend love turned into the real thing a while ago (quel surprise!). Oh and did I tell you that Pooja is convinced that for every human there is a perfect match made in heaven. (And Ajay is not it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Roj1zubaIXI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ThFgXXrdghU/s1600-h/dtph2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Roj1zubaIXI/AAAAAAAAAaw/ThFgXXrdghU/s320/dtph2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082582448472727922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and of course she dances like a godess.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest is as sweet and harmless to watch as it is predictable. Pooja fills in for Nisha. Ajay asks Pooja to marry him. Pooja despite not loving him and thus betraying her believes says yes. Nisha gets drunk and confesses her love to Rahul. Rahul falls in love with Pooja. Pooja falls in love with Rahul. They both sacrifice their love on the altar of obligations/friendship/inanity. And all live un-happily ever after? Oh, c´mon its a Yash Chopra movie. No points for guessing.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of songs in DTPH and a lot of late 1990ies gym-clothes. And the steroptypical Rahul, a pleasantly nice Karisma, way to little of Akshay Kumar and my fix of Madhuri.&lt;br /&gt;Dancing, smiling and being the devine loveable Madhuri I so missed. There is way better fare out there but for a hot summer afternoon this was one perfect, harmless timepass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-3640714710370175066?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/3640714710370175066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=3640714710370175066&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3640714710370175066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3640714710370175066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/07/dil-to-pagal-hai-i-had-nothing-better.html' title='Dil To Pagal Hai. I had nothing better to do'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Roj1z-baIYI/AAAAAAAAAa4/yYoSvXG-TEg/s72-c/dtph3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4557681672284960568</id><published>2007-06-29T13:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T13:20:24.056+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>For Your Consideration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Some of you might have noticed that in the link section on the right hand side of my blog a few weeks ago a new link showed up in the "sites with babasko input" section.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sometime ago Ramesh from AOL India contacted me and offered me to write in a team with two more fun and great people, Biju and Aditja, to write for AOL India´s brand spanking new &lt;a href="http://bollywoodblog.aol.in/"&gt;Bollywoodblog&lt;/a&gt;. Not that I have been as hard-working as those two guys yet (I promise to improve). But its been a fun ride so far. You should listen in to our weekly conference call..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So without much further ado. If you have the time pay us a visit. And no fear I´m vow to increase the post frequency here (and there) considerably now that my sisters wedding is over and I have the time to actually watch movies again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4557681672284960568?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4557681672284960568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4557681672284960568&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4557681672284960568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4557681672284960568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/06/for-your-consideration.html' title='For Your Consideration'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-3013916951681916405</id><published>2007-06-27T22:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:19.671+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>main bhi Tagged hoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://t-hype.blogspot.com/"&gt;t-hype&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; thought she could lure me back into blogging by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;imposing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the following tag on me. *sigh* in the light of #4 of the rules. I thought I give it a try. And apologize in advance to the 8 poor souls that I will have to tag in return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The rules are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;1. Each player starts with 8 random facts/habits about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;2. People who are tagged, write a blog post about their own 8 random things, and post these rules.&lt;br /&gt;3. At the end of your post you need to tag 8 people and include their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment and tell them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. If you fail to do this within eight hours, you will not reach Third Series or attain your most precious goals for at least two more lifetimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;ek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- one of my most favorite family stories: my grandmothers brother disappeared in Russia in WW2 the same &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; his son was born thousands of miles away in Austria (there´s proof, the birth certificate and the telegram that came 3 days after my great-grand uncle was decleared MIA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- my nickname babasko often confuses people (waves at surya) I´m sorry it wasn´t conceived to mislead people about my gender. Its only a mingled version of my first and family name that first was used when there was not enough space for writing "Barbara Skoda" on my personal drawer at work about 10 years ago&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;tin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- I´m addicted to Wasabi Coated Green Peas. Love it that you never know if you´ll get a loaded or mild one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RoK0IObaIWI/AAAAAAAAAao/CDYspZWTqP8/s1600-h/sunset2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RoK0IObaIWI/AAAAAAAAAao/CDYspZWTqP8/s320/sunset2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080821383032349026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;char&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- I never knew Vienna had such fantastic sunsets until we moved into our current flat that is on the 8th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; floor. Jo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;hn Ford movies have nothing on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;paanch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- driving. I love driving. Best all alone and fast as in 160-180km/h or through mud and sand with hubby offroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;chah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- the older I get the more I miss my granddad who died when I was just 7 years old. We had the most fantastic conversations during long walks in the woods and I often wonder what we would talk about now if he was still here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;saat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- I´m a super fast shopper if I´m in the right mood. I got my dress for my sisters wedding, and at least two other festive occations plus the appropriate accessories in 15 minutes. The salesclerk in the boutique did not know what hit her. And I probably won´t when I get the creditcard bill...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- The thing I miss most about home when I´m not there is the tap water. Vienna has fantastic mountain-spring quality tap water. Anybody seen the movie "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0090297/"&gt;Water&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" from 1985 with Michael Caine? (btw one of the funniest films in history). That is what comes out of the tap here - non gazeuse of course.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And now comes the hardest part of the assignment because most of you have already been tagged:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let´s see, I tag &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://umananda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Birgit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://sabberblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kaddele&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://tvnair.blogspot.com/"&gt;Velu,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.mariakaefer.de/"&gt;Mariakäfer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;a href="http://sheetalmakhan.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sheetal&lt;/a&gt; and since its late and I´m tired I risk the wrath of the tag and leave it at only 5 new victims.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-3013916951681916405?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/3013916951681916405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=3013916951681916405&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3013916951681916405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3013916951681916405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/06/maine-bhi-tagged-hoon.html' title='main bhi Tagged hoon'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RoK0IObaIWI/AAAAAAAAAao/CDYspZWTqP8/s72-c/sunset2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-5032799849727141832</id><published>2007-06-24T15:42:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T22:51:21.642+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babsy Artner'/><title type='text'>You´ve got to see this</title><content type='html'>This is what happens if you let loose our very own Babsy Artner at the IIFA´s&lt;br /&gt;Its a teaser to her next project, a documentary. Have fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edit: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;in case&lt;/s&gt; as it &lt;s&gt;doesn´t&lt;/s&gt; did not show up here &lt;s&gt;(as it seems to sometimes)&lt;/s&gt; for the last two days&lt;a href="http://www.myvideo.de/watch/1764305"&gt; here´s&lt;/a&gt; the link to the film on myvideo.de. Watch it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-5032799849727141832?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/5032799849727141832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=5032799849727141832&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5032799849727141832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5032799849727141832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/06/youve-got-to-see-this.html' title='You´ve got to see this'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-1833635782890098821</id><published>2007-06-05T22:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T22:21:15.744+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DVD'/><title type='text'>Feedback required. This is your chance to convince me ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love sales at &lt;a href="http://www.nehaflix.com/"&gt;nehaflix&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.indiaweekly.com/"&gt;indiaweekly&lt;/a&gt;. They give me the opportunity to try out movies, I´d never buy otherwise. And sometimes I actually pick a jewel like "Let´s talk" for example. Sometimes I get stuff that are not. For the last weeks I suffered through some DVD´s that just did not grab me enough to sit through them. And for two of them I´ve got some questions about for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ek Din 24 Ghante&lt;/span&gt;. Why did I buy it? Nandita Das, Rahul Bose. ´Nuff said. Why did I start to fast foreward? Because it is such a boring version of Lola Runs. And the sound engineering made me crazy. Should I go back an sit it out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Mujhe Meri Biwi Se Bachaao&lt;/span&gt;. Why did I get it? Naseeruddin Shah, Rehka, Arshad Warsi. And it´s supposed to be a remake of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0091877/"&gt;Ruthless People&lt;/a&gt;. What a combination. Rekha with a fake fat booty. I really suffered through the first half. Naseer gives a lecture in overacting. And the rest is almost bearable. And the the DVD broke down. Not one player in the house (And there are plenty) is able to play beyond chapter 14. That would be the moment, when Naseer realizes that his wife has been kidnapped and is celebrating. Arghhh. Thank you Eros. What I want to know now, is MMBSB worth the trouble of sending it back and demanding another, working DVD. Or can I forget about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-1833635782890098821?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/1833635782890098821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=1833635782890098821&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1833635782890098821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1833635782890098821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/06/feedback-required-this-is-your-chance.html' title='Feedback required. This is your chance to convince me ..'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4994927326831064013</id><published>2007-06-05T20:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:19.943+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>Time for a book.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One thing I had time and a place for was reading. And one book I´ve been looking forward to for a long time, finally released yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RmWw407jGoI/AAAAAAAAAaY/AKXHhbSEkB8/s1600-h/FaszinationBW.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RmWw407jGoI/AAAAAAAAAaY/AKXHhbSEkB8/s320/FaszinationBW.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072655045630302850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Faszination Bollywood&lt;/span&gt;          - Zahlen, Fakten und Hintergründe zum "Trend" im deutschsprachigen Raum&lt;/span&gt; which means nothing more then &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fascination Bollywood - Numbers, Facts and Background about the "Trend" in the German -speaking part of Europe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if your´re interested in the fact behind the circulation of Bollywood Films and its by-products in one of Europes biggest cinema markets, then brush up your German and &lt;a href="http://www.tectum-verlag.de/9315_Birgit_Pestal_Faszination_Bollywood_Zahlen%2C_Fakten_und_Hintergr%FCnde_zum_%22Trend%22_im_deutschsprachigen_Raum.html"&gt;get Birgit Pestal´ s book&lt;/a&gt;. If you missed your German lessons in school and happen to be located in India. Contact her. She´s on vacation, &lt;a href="http://umananda.blogspot.com/"&gt;roaming India&lt;/a&gt; for at least the next few months.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4994927326831064013?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4994927326831064013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4994927326831064013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4994927326831064013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4994927326831064013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/06/time-for-book.html' title='Time for a book.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RmWw407jGoI/AAAAAAAAAaY/AKXHhbSEkB8/s72-c/FaszinationBW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-8377764969265650127</id><published>2007-06-05T20:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:12:13.075+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>Huge Backlog - Sigh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ok, I won´t bore you with what has been happening here the last weeks. Let´s just say it´s been mostly work and only veeery little play.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But still the DVD´s kept mounting. D:2, Salaam-E-Ishq, Eklavya, Nishabd, Namaste London, Honeymoon Travels Pvt. Ldt. and a huge stack of older stuff from Sharmelee to Kauff to Sarfarosh and more.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then the sentencing on the TADA trial began and every morning now I just have to scan the web for any news on Sanjay. For those who don´t follow it. Wether Sanjay goes to jail for a minimum of 2 3/4 years or gets bail should be decided in the next two weeks.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday I was heading to Germany on a weekend-long markting meeting, not with out hope of having the chance to get some time to squeeze some Bollywood in between, which of course turned to dust..&lt;br /&gt;But now I´m back. And since hubby is visiting his family in Switzerland, I´ve got the house and more important the remote control all for myself. So yay, I´m back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-8377764969265650127?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/8377764969265650127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=8377764969265650127&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8377764969265650127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8377764969265650127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/06/huge-backlog-sigh.html' title='Huge Backlog - Sigh.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-2821070854323687884</id><published>2007-05-15T14:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:20.773+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Books'/><title type='text'>King Of Bollywood</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay. Reading. Double yay for reading books on Bollywood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I my dear friend the postman dropped &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;King of Bollywood Shah Rukh Khan and the Seductive World of Indian Cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; by Anupama Chopra in my mailbox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RkmuTNuq-NI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Jum1IVyfJ14/s1600-h/KoB_SRK_bookcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RkmuTNuq-NI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Jum1IVyfJ14/s320/KoB_SRK_bookcover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064770901080996050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks to wonderful blogger friend &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.filmiholic.com/"&gt;Filmiholic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; yours truly is included in a special project Filmiholic will unveil soon  concerning the release of the book by film journalist and author of cool books about Sholay or DDLJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book can be pre-ordered at amazon (yes, the german amazon too) and will release in August 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;font-family:arial;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 10);ButtonMouseDown(this);" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-2821070854323687884?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/2821070854323687884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=2821070854323687884&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2821070854323687884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2821070854323687884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/05/king-of-bollywood.html' title='King Of Bollywood'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RkmuTNuq-NI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/Jum1IVyfJ14/s72-c/KoB_SRK_bookcover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-1205693638133046130</id><published>2007-05-05T19:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T16:23:47.596+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teaser'/><title type='text'>Be afraid, be very afraid..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have no idea why, but only a few movies releasing this year make me curious like this one and be scared of it at the same time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Apne"  And here´s the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.indiafm.com/broadband/video/Movie-Promos/hJ1uYG41/2/Teaser-1-Apne.html"&gt;teaser&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dharmendra, Sunny and Bobby. In one film. Together. About boxing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-1205693638133046130?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/1205693638133046130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=1205693638133046130&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1205693638133046130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1205693638133046130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/05/temporary-test-post.html' title='Be afraid, be very afraid..'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-3998026856824803719</id><published>2007-05-03T17:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T17:29:24.297+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>Business is busy :-(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Due to our school´s commitment at the AES (Audio Engineering Society) convention that starts on Saturday here in Vienna and me being in charge of our presentation at the exhibition and our company´s big honchos visiting, which will result in dinner meetings and heavy partying every night, I don´t think will be able to spend much time online until next Tuesday. Let alone have time to watch any movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wish me luck :D Phir Milenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-3998026856824803719?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/3998026856824803719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=3998026856824803719&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3998026856824803719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3998026856824803719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/05/business-is-busy.html' title='Business is busy :-('/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-277897412711348515</id><published>2007-04-27T16:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:21.874+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manisha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sanjay'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Kartoos - a question that might never be answered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What do this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Ri_USNuq-II/AAAAAAAAAZg/GnW2kme9d7U/s1600-h/big5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Ri_USNuq-II/AAAAAAAAAZg/GnW2kme9d7U/s320/big5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057494315948505218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Ri_USduq-JI/AAAAAAAAAZo/5txCu-Ii0jc/s1600-h/nikita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Ri_USduq-JI/AAAAAAAAAZo/5txCu-Ii0jc/s320/nikita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057494320243472530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;have in common?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You´d think nothing? Ghalat.  They´re both "inspired" Mahesh Bhatt while working on Kartoos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;In Kartoos he takes the story and a whole lot of almost 1:1 copied scenes of &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0100263/"&gt;La Femme Nikita&lt;/a&gt; with changed genders (here we have a guy being saved from the gallows only to be turned into a government hired assassin) and the first assignment, the "test" in the restaurant, starts with the piano scene from &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0094737/"&gt;Big&lt;/a&gt;. Scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I expose myself to it then? C´mon that´s so obvious. Sanjay. He´s wet and without shirt almost half of the film. My hair fetish gets well fed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RjIUI9uq-KI/AAAAAAAAAZw/rQ39rmCSTuM/s1600-h/kartoos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RjIUI9uq-KI/AAAAAAAAAZw/rQ39rmCSTuM/s320/kartoos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058127475732314274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I really was curious about the Luc Besson angle, who is one of my favorite filmmakers. Verdict? Well, lets just say that at least Mahesh Bhatt doesn´t have the Sanjay Gupta-colored filter-obsession. And he bollyfies and morally sanctions the special forces and their ACP Suryavanshi´s (Jackie Shroff) ways to work outside the law and use Sanjay as hitman.&lt;br /&gt;Bhatt also keeps pretty close to the emotional side of the story. The dilemma Sanjay has to face when he, after meeting and falling in love with sweet innocent Mini (Manisha Koirala),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RjIUJNuq-MI/AAAAAAAAAaA/7zrdjk4keMw/s1600-h/kartoos2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RjIUJNuq-MI/AAAAAAAAAaA/7zrdjk4keMw/s320/kartoos2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058127480027281602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;stops to functioning according to ACP Jackie´s plan make for some pretty cool scenes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still. How do you come up with the idea of putting the piano scene in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RjIUJNuq-LI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/_Qx_-HIx4bk/s1600-h/kartoos1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RjIUJNuq-LI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/_Qx_-HIx4bk/s320/kartoos1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058127480027281586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We might never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-277897412711348515?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/277897412711348515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=277897412711348515&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/277897412711348515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/277897412711348515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/04/kartoos-question-that-might-never-be.html' title='Kartoos - a question that might never be answered.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Ri_USNuq-II/AAAAAAAAAZg/GnW2kme9d7U/s72-c/big5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-5383772963766363520</id><published>2007-04-23T22:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:22.074+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>this is excactly why my teachers always told me to think before talking...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I might have told you or not, I´m in more or less constant contact with mera accha dost Birgit who is &lt;a href="http://umananda.blogspot.com/"&gt;roaming India&lt;/a&gt; at the moment. One morning (my time) came a rather hectic phonecall from Goa that went something like that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Hi, you won´t believe where I´m at"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Don´t speak in riddles. Bolo na!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I stumbled upon a Bollywood filmshoot"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"No way"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Way"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where, what, who?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"They are shooting a song sequence. It´s for a movie called Shaadi Ke After Effects with two actors called Arbaaz Khan and Mallaika Arora. Do we know them?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YES! We do. They are  Salman´s brother and sister-in-law. How cool. You might know him from Hulchul and her as the item girl with SRK in Kaal"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and here is where the "think before you talk" part comes in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Say hi to Arbaaz from me and tell him I really liked him in Hulchul"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Haha. You want me to do that? Ok, I will tell him. Oh, they´re starting to shoot again. Got to go. Bye"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Wait! Rukh chao! Ahem. Immediate reassuring conversation with myself: "She´ll never do that. She´s not the kind of person to do that"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do din ke baad. Skype. Birgit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"I did it"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You did what?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Told Arbaaz. He was flattered. Check your email."&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Ri0ZwNUsP5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/Mph8sJ0VjjI/s1600-h/arbaaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Ri0ZwNUsP5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/Mph8sJ0VjjI/s320/arbaaz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056726272607797138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is how I got my first autograph of a real Bollywood Star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-5383772963766363520?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/5383772963766363520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=5383772963766363520&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5383772963766363520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5383772963766363520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-is-excactly-why-my-teachers-always.html' title='this is excactly why my teachers always told me to think before talking...'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Ri0ZwNUsP5I/AAAAAAAAAZY/Mph8sJ0VjjI/s72-c/arbaaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-7710385269902514681</id><published>2007-04-16T19:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:22.563+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FilmASIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Umesh Maddanahalli'/><title type='text'>FilmASIA - Part two. Umesh Maddanahalli.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Where were we? Ah yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...One more point on the program before the break and the last movie. A stage interview with Umesh Maddanahalli. Kannada actor, sculptor and visual artist. And a great guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Interlude. I did not have my notebook and pen with me to scribble down notes. And since I was able to talk with Umesh some more during the further course of the evening I might mix up some answers. So all I´m able to tell you is vaguely what I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;During the interview (with questions prepared by BW friends Boomer, Eduardo and yours truly) Umesh spoke about the diffences between the Hindi and Kannada (or in fact all south-indian) cinema. The casting process. Typecasting. Movie scripts. And the target audience for the Kannada cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiO7F6WDTnI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/gN4RzIgbE6o/s1600-h/umesh_oliver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiO7F6WDTnI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/gN4RzIgbE6o/s320/umesh_oliver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054088917075316338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Umesh said (who btw. lives in Graz at the moment) is that Kannada cinema is a typical south indian cinema if you take for example the way it projects cultural peculiarities.&lt;br /&gt;With a wide range of topics and, this is a point we further explored later that evening, a cinema that is directed at the local audience. In Umesh´s opinion the vast part of NRI´s is a Hindi speaking audience. There is not much of a Kannada speaking audience outside of Karnataka, so its cinema naturally aims at the local audience only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One difference to the Hindi cinema would maybe be the way the modern Hindi cinema mixes customs of various culture groups like Punjabi, Gujarati, Marathi, vagairah, vagairah and thus creates new more unified habbits and cultural customs, whereas the Southindian cinema still sticks very much to local customs. And thus maybe seems more traditional to us.&lt;br /&gt;As to the casting process, there are screentests and castings like in any other film industry. Even if Umseh himself was "discovered" at a parking lot while waiting for a friend.&lt;br /&gt;The movie script issue depends on the filmmaker and the film. There are the ones that shoot with a full, ready, bound script just as there are changes that get made on the set or other productions that work without a written script or storyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was not much time for the interview due to the delay caused by Don problems (see previous post) so Umesh had not too much time to further his toughts but after a few shots for the paparazzis (read: me and a professional photographer) who took some pics of the celebs (read: Babsy, Dorothea, Umesh and Oliver the organizer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiO7FqWDTmI/AAAAAAAAAZI/bJjoDFiHcyY/s1600-h/all4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiO7FqWDTmI/AAAAAAAAAZI/bJjoDFiHcyY/s320/all4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054088912780349026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we invited Umesh to come along for a drink and spent the next 4 hours talking films. We actually had planned to watch the late show with Kal Ho Na Ho but Ezri, Ulli and I skipped that in favour of chatting on about our favorite subject with Umesh (Though choice, duh!) So we raided the local Kebab stand and moved on to a fantastic place the "Parkhaus" a pavillion in the middle of a park where we sat outside until 2 am. And quoted LRM and got more stories out of Umesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect day. Great people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Umesh, if you read this. Yell at me if I got anything wrong. I shall yell at you in return if you don´t get in contact the next time you´re in Vienna. :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-7710385269902514681?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/7710385269902514681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=7710385269902514681&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7710385269902514681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7710385269902514681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/04/filmasia-part-two-umesh-maddanahalli.html' title='FilmASIA - Part two. Umesh Maddanahalli.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiO7F6WDTnI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/gN4RzIgbE6o/s72-c/umesh_oliver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4041569939424342822</id><published>2007-04-16T17:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:23.162+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TIMP'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FilmASIA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babsy Artner'/><title type='text'>FilmASIA - Tere Ishq Mere Pyaar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We had a blast on Saturday driving to Graz for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.filmasia.at/bollywood.htm"&gt;Bollywood Special&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; at the FilmASIA Film Festival in Graz, Austria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two Cars. &lt;s&gt;Six&lt;/s&gt; Seven Girls. A Hostel with bunk beds. Fantastic weather. Three BW Films. Babsy´s Film Premiere. Party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was the plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Arriving with a half hour delay *winks at Babsy* we got into our first film when the credits where already rolling. Three of us went to LRM (me of course being one of them), the rest chose Don (the new one). The Don screening had some technical problems so the three of us slipped into the cinema after LRM to get the last 30 minutes of Don too (and resisted the urge to burst in and shout: " That´s not Vijay, thats Don! He killed Vijay!") after that we had a 2 minutes cigarette and loo break and went on with Kabul Express ( I was extremely curious how that one would look on the big screen - fantastic!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then we fast approached our highlight of the day. The "special event" part. First a short reading from the book "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.amazon.de/Spiegelbilder-Erz%C3%A4hlungen-Dorothea-N%C3%BCrnberg/dp/3902005750/ref=sr_1_2/303-2644344-5247440?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1176739156&amp;sr=8-2"&gt;Spiegelbilder&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;" by Dorothea Nürnberg, a fiction novel with 3 stories that interweave different life stories with Bollywood film plots. And then after a short interview with maker and heroine -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the World Premiere of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://home.pages.at/marilyn/bollywood/timp/timp.html"&gt;Tere Ishq Mere Pyaar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our very own Babsy Artner, professional actress and Bollywood fan, came up with the idea of shooting her own small Bollywood film late last year . If you´re aquainted with Babsy you know that she is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; dedicated. Once she has a plan, she follows through with it. So without &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; budget armed only with her ideas and the help of friends and some film professionals (kamera, makeup) she wrote, directed, edited and of course acted in her 12 minutes short. And finished all in less then 2 months time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;TIMP is the very bollywood-ish story of Aish. Aish is in love. With &lt;s&gt;Hiro&lt;/s&gt; Hero, a friend of her rather strict brother. One day at a party it gets very obvious that &lt;s&gt;Hiro&lt;/s&gt; Hero and Aish have something serious going on...evidence? A song-sequence of Aish dancing and &lt;s&gt;Hiro&lt;/s&gt; Hero running. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiOwRKWDTlI/AAAAAAAAAZA/-sz9FyQborU/s1600-h/timp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiOwRKWDTlI/AAAAAAAAAZA/-sz9FyQborU/s320/timp1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054077015720939090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uh-oh. Back from the dreamworld at the party, the looks the love-birds send each other are way too obvious. Bhai bahut naraz hoon and drags Aish rather unfriendly from the room. Poor ladki. No other option then to break away from her brother´s grip and run to the park-like garden of the NRI´s mansion and cry her eyes out. But wait. Not all is lost. Look who´s running too. In her direction even. &lt;s&gt;Hiro&lt;/s&gt; Hero. Leaving all family-bonds and demands behind. The lovers unite. Happy End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh, I had a blast watching it. Yes sure, it is no high gloss production. But then Babsy is a professional actress and neither a director nor has she ever before edited a movie. So no technical marking allowed from my side. What counts is that it is filled to the brink with all those BW clichés we so love. Babsy is endearing. And beautiful. The story is short. The song is long. The emotions run high. There was a lot of hollering and applause in the end (far not all from our side), and I really hope you all get a chance to see the first all Austrian Bollywood production one day too. Verdict: Shabash beti, shabash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great premiere demands a great premiere party. But before that there was one more point on the program....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4041569939424342822?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4041569939424342822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4041569939424342822&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4041569939424342822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4041569939424342822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/04/filmasia-tere-ishq-mere-pyaar.html' title='FilmASIA - Tere Ishq Mere Pyaar'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiOwRKWDTlI/AAAAAAAAAZA/-sz9FyQborU/s72-c/timp1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-9134514261749579591</id><published>2007-04-16T16:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:23.942+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ayesha Takia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Abhay Deol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Socha Na Tha - much ado about nothing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;See, that is what happens if you don´t listen to your parents. Viren (Abhay Deol) loves Karen. Viren´s family wants him to marry Aditi (Ayesha Takia). Viren and Aditi decide that he will reject her at the viewing because of Karen. Aditi is totally cool with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiNFYKWDTiI/AAAAAAAAAYo/uCs4PVnxFgk/s1600-h/sochanatha4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiNFYKWDTiI/AAAAAAAAAYo/uCs4PVnxFgk/s320/sochanatha4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053959488235851298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then everything goes downhill from there. The rejection causes the families to fight with each other. Viren messes up his relationship with Karen. AND since he and Aditi accidently meet again and again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiNFhaWDTjI/AAAAAAAAAYw/jzPE5eXUj3U/s1600-h/sochanatha2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiNFhaWDTjI/AAAAAAAAAYw/jzPE5eXUj3U/s320/sochanatha2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053959647149641266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuch feelings start to mess with Virens heart. And now it really gets complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; The problem sounds familiar? Well here again we have a guy who is too scared of his dad to tell him clear out what he wants. In addition to actually not knowing what he want himself until its too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiNFhqWDTkI/AAAAAAAAAY4/x-OrvOdMOSk/s1600-h/sochanatha3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiNFhqWDTkI/AAAAAAAAAY4/x-OrvOdMOSk/s320/sochanatha3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053959651444608578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Socha Na Tha was Abhay´s debut movie and after seeing it and Ahista Ahista it is now clear as the ocean at the Goa beaches Birgit chanced upon a Hindi filmsong shoot today that he is definitely THE current generation Deol. Can´t wait to see him in Honeymoon Travels Pvt.Ltd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Socha Na Tha. The story is a bit wooden, as is especially the second half of the film, but Abhay and Ayesha Takia are cute and if you care to a film character making a mess of his life and watch a nice timepass movie, go and give it a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spoiler&lt;/span&gt;* I really really liked Viren´s part in the dialog between him and his father outside their homes gates. I never got myself into such a mess, but I can very much relate to the "Main Thaka Hoon" sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-9134514261749579591?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/9134514261749579591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=9134514261749579591&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/9134514261749579591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/9134514261749579591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/04/socha-na-tha-much-ado-about-nothing.html' title='Socha Na Tha - much ado about nothing'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RiNFYKWDTiI/AAAAAAAAAYo/uCs4PVnxFgk/s72-c/sochanatha4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-752670243994776101</id><published>2007-04-11T15:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T15:43:39.215+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='WTF?'/><title type='text'>Most Useless Piece Of News. Ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It´s too good to let pass. Read this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://in.rediff.com/movies/2007/apr/11home.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://in.rediff.com/movies/2007/apr/11home.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And now that I wasted perfectly valueable minutes of your life - Isn´t it great that in this context even staring at a blank wall for hours seems to be the epidome of information-gathering?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-752670243994776101?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/752670243994776101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=752670243994776101&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/752670243994776101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/752670243994776101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/04/most-useless-piece-of-news-ever.html' title='Most Useless Piece Of News. Ever.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-2201830989397809478</id><published>2007-04-06T17:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T17:14:37.416+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on a personal note'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter. Family affairs are calling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I´ll be gone for the next 3 days to visit my family in Salzburg. For the first time since I can remember we will spend Easter not at my grandma´s house in Carinthia but in at my parents in Salzburg. Hmm. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So no updates over the weekend here. I hope some more will have viewed Bommarillu when I return, so I can start discussing it more openly without spoilering too much - read the comments in the review post if you have either seen it or don´t care about spoilers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-2201830989397809478?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/2201830989397809478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=2201830989397809478&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2201830989397809478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2201830989397809478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-easter-family-affairs-are-calling.html' title='Happy Easter. Family affairs are calling.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4070803197415419393</id><published>2007-04-05T16:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:24.985+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genelia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Telugu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siddarth'/><title type='text'>Bommarillu - Same old. Thank god.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Is it good if one gets exactly what one expects, bad or is it slightly disappointing? Can I love a movie that doesn´t do anything new - without feeling guilty? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhQZSwNuRfI/AAAAAAAAAYI/44W5fs7xE5I/s1600-h/bommarillu6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhQZSwNuRfI/AAAAAAAAAYI/44W5fs7xE5I/s320/bommarillu6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049688892159968754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What´s even more - a film that uses the very same formula that has been done before successfully. With only slight variations? Does my loving it wreck havoc to my "street-cred"? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But then. Who cares? *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The director took all the incrediences and pieces that made the last two Siddarth movies so cute, and mixed them up. But only a slight bit. We wouldn´t want to risk too much. Hain naa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everything we need is here.&lt;br /&gt;Schnuffel* in Pink.&lt;br /&gt;Schnuffel wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhQZSgNuRdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/qSzublbf_ow/s1600-h/bommarillu4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhQZSgNuRdI/AAAAAAAAAX4/qSzublbf_ow/s320/bommarillu4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049688887865001426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Schnuffel fooling around.&lt;br /&gt;Even a double Schnuffel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhQZSgNuRcI/AAAAAAAAAXw/5ksxYol4GNw/s1600-h/bommarillu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhQZSgNuRcI/AAAAAAAAAXw/5ksxYol4GNw/s320/bommarillu3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049688887865001410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The thing with Bommarillu is that it really is very close to NVNV and Chandrudu. Not too much storywise, especially if you ignore the fact that there is the obvious "boy looks for girl to marry that he truly loves and somebody is not too happy with it" main storyline. But from the feel and some other factors. One being a very familiar Siddu-film cast. Prakash Raj as dad for example, or Suneel, this time as servant. Nice songs that are pretty similar to NVNV (No dancing cows though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The main thing that changed is a new even sweeter heroine - Risky move, but worth it. Genelia is perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhQZTANuRgI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/DIprthQf-Eg/s1600-h/bommarillu5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhQZTANuRgI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/DIprthQf-Eg/s320/bommarillu5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049688896454936066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This time Siddu has a problem that at the first look seems pretty petty. His dad is too nic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e and careing. Spoilt brat, one is tempted to think. But as Freedy Mercury already said "Too much love can kill you" or in the case of Siddu suffocate you. So to escape Super-Dad he builds up an image of the good obedient son at home and tries to live the life he always wanted outside. Not really the perfect solution but it works. At least until Daddy decides it is time for chota Siddu to get married.&lt;br /&gt;Full stop. No way that can happen. We need a love marriage here. And there even would be the perfect candidate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhQZSwNuReI/AAAAAAAAAYA/X3Hsvl59YRM/s1600-h/bommarillu7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhQZSwNuReI/AAAAAAAAAYA/X3Hsvl59YRM/s320/bommarillu7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049688892159968738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being engaged to one girl and loving another one can only lead to trouble. And a lot of songs and nice shots of Frankfurt/Main and &lt;s&gt;the Tyrol&lt;/s&gt; Salzkammergut/Salzburg county/Upper Austria/Styria aka the place close to where I grew up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two more points. Loved &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhT8OwNuRhI/AAAAAAAAAYY/q22qsATQxMU/s1600-h/bommarillu2.jpg"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(especially in regard to &lt;a href="http://maini.wordpress.com/2007/03/30/raubkopierer/"&gt;this topic&lt;/a&gt;) and two: Siddhu´s friend´s &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhT-FwNuRiI/AAAAAAAAAYg/1wr--KJVGcI/s1600-h/bommarillu8.jpg"&gt;t-shirt&lt;/a&gt;. what were they thinking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Schnuffel. If you still don´t know what that means. Go &lt;a href="http://bethlovesbollywood.blogspot.com/2007/03/whoever-said-german-wasnt-romantic.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. Beth researched it for all non-native German speakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4070803197415419393?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4070803197415419393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4070803197415419393&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4070803197415419393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4070803197415419393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/04/bommarillu-same-old-thank-god.html' title='Bommarillu - Same old. Thank god.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhQZSwNuRfI/AAAAAAAAAYI/44W5fs7xE5I/s72-c/bommarillu6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-2541314542669334170</id><published>2007-04-04T15:14:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T15:23:50.431+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th ACEBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bollywood Bloggers Meeting'/><title type='text'>We´re making News ;-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mehru Jaffer, a columnist for Hard News in India, wrote an article about the IBBM and the ACEBA ceremony last month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hardnewsmedia.com/portal/2007/04/884"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.hardnewsmedia.com/portal/2007/04/884&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hah! We´re news-worthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-2541314542669334170?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/2541314542669334170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=2541314542669334170&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2541314542669334170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2541314542669334170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/04/were-making-news.html' title='We´re making News ;-)'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-2822265528963207173</id><published>2007-04-03T13:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:25.287+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genelia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Telugu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Siddarth'/><title type='text'>Bommarillu - Teaser.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today at the un-godly hour of 7 am my new best friend from the austrian postal services rang and brought a small package that contained my long awaited Bomarillu DVD. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since he woke me up and my workday starts as late as 10 am, I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;had&lt;/span&gt; to watch it already. And had a relapse to my &lt;a href="http://babasko.blogspot.com/2006/06/nuvvostanante-nenoddantana-sigh.html"&gt;NVNV state of mind&lt;/a&gt;. A proper review will have to wait until tomorrow night as I won´t be home until late today. But in the meantime, just that much: Loved it. And while you´re waiting, some eyecandy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhI8ST6pMOI/AAAAAAAAAXo/NMu_RxXibao/s1600-h/bommarillu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhI8ST6pMOI/AAAAAAAAAXo/NMu_RxXibao/s320/bommarillu1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049164417517301986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;FYI: Since there were some discussions going on, the iDream DVD from &lt;a href="http://www.kaddvd.com/dvd/mainIndex.asp"&gt;KAD&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;has &lt;/span&gt;engl. Subtitles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-2822265528963207173?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/2822265528963207173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=2822265528963207173&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2822265528963207173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/2822265528963207173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/04/bommarillu-teaser.html' title='Bommarillu - Teaser.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhI8ST6pMOI/AAAAAAAAAXo/NMu_RxXibao/s72-c/bommarillu1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-13071149025709635</id><published>2007-04-03T00:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T00:40:59.938+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='temporary'/><title type='text'>construction work being done</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I´m trying out something here. So for the next few hours the layout might get a bit messed up. don´t worry if I ruin everything, I´ll ask for help in our creative media department tomorrow morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-13071149025709635?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/13071149025709635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=13071149025709635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/13071149025709635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/13071149025709635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/04/construction-work-being-done.html' title='construction work being done'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-1795118682788331174</id><published>2007-04-02T20:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:25.917+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bindu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prem Chopra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mumtaaz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rajesh Khanna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Do Raaste - beware of the greedy bahu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ever get the feeling you should jump into the screen and yell at a character? Watch Do Raaste. There´re plenty of opportunities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Meet the Gupta family. Dad died years ago, so the eldest son takes care of his stepmother, stepsister, two stepbrothers, his wife and kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhFUOz6pMJI/AAAAAAAAAXA/l0kEBoqbu2Y/s1600-h/do+raaste1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhFUOz6pMJI/AAAAAAAAAXA/l0kEBoqbu2Y/s320/do+raaste1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048909270690115730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahut pyaar hai. Aur bahut kam bhi. Since the elder of the stepbrothers studies abroad and that´s expensive. Lekin koi problem nahin hai. Mortage the house and wait until he comes home with a good job in store. Film khatm? Not by far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prem Chopra is not returning empty handed. There is this girl (Bindu) that also studied in the West. And there is her mom. And her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;useful &lt;/span&gt;advice. Like "you have to show them who´s the boss" and "seperate yourself from your in-law´s. that way you wont have any trouble" Thank you very much mom. Thank you for helping ruin the life of every member of this so far big, loving happy family.&lt;br /&gt;The new bahu manages to insult everybody in the family. And poison her husbands mind. So everything falls apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhFUPT6pMNI/AAAAAAAAAXg/NSZnWmnremc/s1600-h/do+raaste6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhFUPT6pMNI/AAAAAAAAAXg/NSZnWmnremc/s320/do+raaste6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048909279280050386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Really. It get veeeery ugly. And as it is with too good people, they are helpless in the face of evil. Not even the sweet romance between the younger stepbrother (Rajesh Khanna) and the bura bahu´s sweet sister (Mumtaaz) can bloom the way it´s supposed to. And that´s a pity as we have some nice chemistry going on there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhFUPD6pMKI/AAAAAAAAAXI/0LW19aGS7p0/s1600-h/do+raaste5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhFUPD6pMKI/AAAAAAAAAXI/0LW19aGS7p0/s320/do+raaste5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048909274985083042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everything gets from bad to worse. And whenever you think "well, now Prem Chopra should see the light" bura bahu is there to spread more malice. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least the music is nice and we have Rajesh Khanna with and without facial hair. And some very chic late 60ies attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhFUPD6pMMI/AAAAAAAAAXY/0Akn9X58nuU/s1600-h/do+raaste2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhFUPD6pMMI/AAAAAAAAAXY/0Akn9X58nuU/s320/do+raaste2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048909274985083074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PS: Beware of the Baba Traders DVD if possible. It´s irritatingly blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-1795118682788331174?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/1795118682788331174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=1795118682788331174&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1795118682788331174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1795118682788331174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/04/do-raaste-beware-of-greedy-bahu.html' title='Do Raaste - beware of the greedy bahu'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RhFUOz6pMJI/AAAAAAAAAXA/l0kEBoqbu2Y/s72-c/do+raaste1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-8909098533375840274</id><published>2007-03-31T13:06:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T13:06:52.714+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FilmASIA'/><title type='text'>Still don´t have enough of us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anybody in the vicinity of Graz, Styria on April 14th will be able to meet us - bole to main, michael aur woh acchi Vienna larkiya - at the &lt;a href="http://www.filmasia.at/"&gt;FilmASIA festival&lt;/a&gt;. Apart from (re-)watching movies like LRM, Kabul Express or KHNH (you can find what else is being screened in their BW special &lt;a href="http://www.filmasia.at/bollywood.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) Babsy´s Bollywood short film "Tere Ishq, Mere Pyaar" will also be premiered there. So again we´re planning on having a jolly good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Yesterday the shipping confirmation for Bommarillu finally came. Expect a very girly &lt;a href="http://bethlovesbollywood.blogspot.com/2007/03/whoever-said-german-wasnt-romantic.html"&gt;Schnuffel&lt;/a&gt;post next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-8909098533375840274?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/8909098533375840274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=8909098533375840274&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8909098533375840274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8909098533375840274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/03/still-dont-have-enough-of-us.html' title='Still don´t have enough of us?'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-3654631282915306563</id><published>2007-03-24T23:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:26.871+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bhoomika'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Surya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tamil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jyothika'/><title type='text'>Sillunu Oru Kaadhal - while my heart gently weeps</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://umananda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Birgit&lt;/a&gt; has left me. This morning she boarded the plane that will take her to Goa, the starting point for her 6 months long India visit. Only yesterday we had a fantastic funny evening with two more superwow women, Sophia and Aradhana, coming up with the craziest ideas but today I´m just sad. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it is quite clear that I needed a movie for the heart. And none of the 2006 Hindi releases I watched, made my heart ache the way Surya did in Sillunu Oru Kaadhal.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I´m a sucker for getting sucker-punched from a movie. It´s an addiction, and as addictions go you need more, you grow resistant. So it has been a while that I felt that.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Six years ago Kundhari (Jyothika) agreed to an arranged marriage in spite of her girly dreams of a love match. And, as it can be seen in the really fun shaadi song, the groom isn´t to keen about the whole thing as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RdtI2ejAORI/AAAAAAAAANI/JImbi4rkZLc/s1600-h/sillunu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RdtI2ejAORI/AAAAAAAAANI/JImbi4rkZLc/s320/sillunu3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033697109266675986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, six years later, we meet a very happy family. Gowtham (Surya) works as head mechanic for Suzuki in Mumbai. Kundhari has a great job too, there is a sweet, sassy daugther. And lots of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RgWT5xJnxII/AAAAAAAAAVs/zsGOzMVagWc/s1600-h/sok1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RgWT5xJnxII/AAAAAAAAAVs/zsGOzMVagWc/s320/sok1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045601578194027650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day the big shocker. Gowtham is away on a business trip and while looking thru his stuff on the search for a biology project for her daughter (I always said those things were no good) Kundhari stumbles over an old diary of his. And has to find out that Gowtham has a past. In college he, being the local rowdie,  fell in love with the daughter (Bhoomika) of an MP. And after a rocky start love became the real thing and plans of elopement were layouted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RgWUIhJnxOI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Dx9WeFevozE/s1600-h/sok7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RgWUIhJnxOI/AAAAAAAAAWc/Dx9WeFevozE/s320/sok7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045601831597098210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kundhari is devastated and takes a bold decision....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh what didn´t I cry. Though I´m not even sure why. It is not a great-great film. The story only works in parts. But still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bits of trivia:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sillunu Oru Kaadhal was Jyothika and Surya´s last film together before they got married. It flopped.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The great "New York Nagaram" song is sung by A.R.Rahman himself and in the video Luzerne, Switzerland pretends to be NYC (And I´m actually thankful for it as I´m a very much ootyfied by the NYC overdose the Hindi filmmakers exposed myself to in the last year)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RdsnuejAOQI/AAAAAAAAANA/rhcaZgCE-Eo/s1600-h/sillunu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RdsnuejAOQI/AAAAAAAAANA/rhcaZgCE-Eo/s320/sillunu2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033660687944005890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The comments on &lt;a href="http://www.mariakaefer.de/"&gt;Maria´s&lt;/a&gt; review of "Boys" turned into a discussion between Michael, her and others about the hotness factor of certain Southindian actors. Sorry, but I still say Suriya wins hands down. With or without beard. Evidence? There you go: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RgWUIhJnxNI/AAAAAAAAAWU/Usv55FmV1Uo/s1600-h/sok6.jpg"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RgWT6BJnxKI/AAAAAAAAAV8/ef63SqxHa6Q/s1600-h/sok3.jpg"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RgWT6RJnxLI/AAAAAAAAAWE/duYWoDOgchM/s1600-h/sok4.jpg"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RgWT6RJnxMI/AAAAAAAAAWM/UgxHwi6MBkQ/s1600-h/sok5.jpg"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RgWUIxJnxRI/AAAAAAAAAW0/BmkePpmtr9A/s1600-h/sok10.jpg"&gt;5&lt;/a&gt;. ´Nuff said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PS: 24/03/07 Short update. Birgit just mailed. Sab teek hai. Goa bilkul accha hai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RgWUIxJnxPI/AAAAAAAAAWk/7LqrK_vdfX8/s1600-h/sok8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-3654631282915306563?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/3654631282915306563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=3654631282915306563&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3654631282915306563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3654631282915306563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/02/sillunu-oru-kaadhal-while-my-heart.html' title='Sillunu Oru Kaadhal - while my heart gently weeps'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RdtI2ejAORI/AAAAAAAAANI/JImbi4rkZLc/s72-c/sillunu3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-5362683569129537816</id><published>2007-03-20T20:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:33.503+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shilpa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Raveena'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sanjay'/><title type='text'>Jung. Strictly for a pagali like me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Inspector Veer (Jackie Shroff), pride of the police force, has a real crappy week. Not only does he have issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-LNn4SkfI/AAAAAAAAAUk/xRmPPzMM13U/s1600-h/jung1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-LNn4SkfI/AAAAAAAAAUk/xRmPPzMM13U/s320/jung1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043903173837885938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with his collegue Khan´s work philosophy ("lets clear the streets by shooting any criminal you can get a hold of. Preferably when they´re already in custody") No, destiny really has it bad for him when his seven year old son is diagnosed with leukemia. A bone-marrow transplant would help, but you guessed right, the little sunshine has to have a rare bloodtype too. And all the &lt;s&gt;beautiful&lt;/s&gt; pathetic flashback songs with a happy-pappy family don´t help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-TG34SknI/AAAAAAAAAVk/FvDgXv_oEQo/s1600-h/jung6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-TG34SknI/AAAAAAAAAVk/FvDgXv_oEQo/s320/jung6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043911853966791282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Looking for a donor still brings up only one  name. Balli.  A mean stone cold 14 time killer, caught by Veer some 4 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-LOH4SkjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/DNzlGtOYx8s/s1600-h/jung5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-LOH4SkjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/DNzlGtOYx8s/s320/jung5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043903182427820594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who obviously has no intention to act as donor. Not even when Veer beats the bejesus out of him. Also the teary pledge of the sons mom doesn´t soften his cold heart (in a very &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-LN34SkgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/0lnw35sYblA/s1600-h/jung2.jpg"&gt;yummi body&lt;/a&gt; I might add) until she slips the crucial info in her speech that the donation would happen outside jail in way lower security hosptial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Guess what. Balli suddenly discovers the humanitarian within him  - and of course takes the chance to bhag&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Before&lt;/span&gt; donating. He has better things to do. Visiting his girl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Doing a little dance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Settle some open scores with a local dishonest don. The usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-LN34SkhI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1sa--X_2iMc/s1600-h/jung3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-LN34SkhI/AAAAAAAAAU0/1sa--X_2iMc/s320/jung3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043903178132853266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the while being chased by not only the desperate Veer, who has to catch him alive. But also by Khan, who wants to get him too, dead, if possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plus&lt;/span&gt; side of Jung:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-LU34SkkI/AAAAAAAAAVM/YomZo8UIkW8/s1600-h/jung5.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-LU34SkkI/AAAAAAAAAVM/YomZo8UIkW8/s320/jung5.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043903298391937602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sanjay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Sanjay in chains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Sanjay in cool gangsta mode. Shilpas attitude in her interrogation. Jackie, at least in parts. Raveenas clothes, mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;minus&lt;/span&gt; side: Minimum 4 songs that just don´t fit. Plus a real bad &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-NxH4SklI/AAAAAAAAAVU/qUDgQJh4Hyc/s1600-h/jung_item2.jpg"&gt;item&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-NxH4SkmI/AAAAAAAAAVc/EyxCkPc5bTI/s1600-h/jung_item1.jpg"&gt;number&lt;/a&gt;. Sanjay without his real voice. Balli doing the stupid face/off &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-LOH4SkiI/AAAAAAAAAU8/9XaZ9GI4DnI/s1600-h/jung4.jpg"&gt;hand thingy&lt;/a&gt; all the time. And the general inconsistency due to two different directors.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://sanjudiwali.blogspot.com/2007/01/jung-2000.html"&gt;Diwali&lt;/a&gt; I now know that Jung ran into serious trouble during its production. Sanjay Guptas differences with the producer ended in his name being pulled off the credits and Sanjay refusing to dub for it. And it shows.&lt;br /&gt;So you´re not a Sanjay pagali like me? Go and find something else to do with you time. Like watching KANK 3 times in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-5362683569129537816?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/5362683569129537816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=5362683569129537816&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5362683569129537816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5362683569129537816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/03/jung-strictly-for-pagali-like-me.html' title='Jung. Strictly for a pagali like me.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf-LNn4SkfI/AAAAAAAAAUk/xRmPPzMM13U/s72-c/jung1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4338471656395399814</id><published>2007-03-19T00:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:34.049+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kajol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AB 1.0'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aamir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Abraham'/><title type='text'>Cleaning up. Fanaa and Baabul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally recovered from last weekends Bollywoodblogger meeting, a week of teaching and clearing up boring office stuff that got delayed during the preparations for the meeting. I was so out of my filmi loop that I could not decide what to watch. Until I decided to finally get two movies of last year out of the way that so far did not hold much appeal to me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fanaa&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baabul&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To make it short. Fanaa was way better then I expected. Which was veeeeery little. Baabul did nothing for me, but I was not hoping for much and I have to confess I at least got manipulated into one single tiny tear at the end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still there are some comments that I gathered watching them that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I want to share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I started with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fanaa&lt;/span&gt;. So I will here too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Went into the movie with the plan to count Aamir´s scarfs. And might have messed up. Does anybody have the final numbers? I made out seven different ones:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf2jIGn035I/AAAAAAAAAUU/3H53OhQSdPM/s1600-h/fanaa_schal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf2jIGn035I/AAAAAAAAAUU/3H53OhQSdPM/s320/fanaa_schal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043366517336760210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Kajol is beautiful to watch. So much that my real-life significant other halted on his way from the musicroom to the fridge for a "Wow, who is that? Oh, that´s Kajol? She´s very cute"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Aamir should not do rain-songs. At least not without an umbrella. Or if he has to get his hair wet, don´t make him look straight at the camera. Just don´t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- The supporting cast names are great and mostly wasted... especially the ATF people Tabu and Saxena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Fanaa is one of the very few movies where the bad guy uses a Mac. But then Rehan is a sneaky chameleonish terrorwala, hai naa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- The heating bills of Colonel-Uncle must have been huge if you count in all the windows and doors poor Kajol had to close to keep Aamir out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Resume: Liked the first half as nice nothing new old-fashioned pyaar ki kahani. Could tolerate the second half in parts. Let´s just say its not as sloppy as the usual terrorist fare like Dus or the likes. Hate the screenwriting in parts of the second half. It´s as "lame-screenwriting-twists-if-you-wrote-yourself-into-an-deadend for dummies" -like as KANK was. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Baabul:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Yeh shaadi nahin ho sakta" Yesss! Long time, no &lt;s&gt;see&lt;/s&gt; hear! You great Über-cliché sentence! And then two minutes later we have Om Puri almost repeating the same words. Loved it. Wrecked the dramatic mood, lekin main kya karu. Great lines need to be welcomed with a loud "Wah!" I´m just glad I didn´t watch Baabul in a cinema. The drowned in tears rest of the audience would have killed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Can we please finally cast Rani again in a movie where she does not have to weep constantly? Please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- And refrain from putting Salman in pin-stripe suits and ties?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf3Ipmn036I/AAAAAAAAAUc/u-g5hlwPgSQ/s1600-h/baabul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf3Ipmn036I/AAAAAAAAAUc/u-g5hlwPgSQ/s320/baabul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043407774792605602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Resume: The first half with Salman is too long and still did not manage to give me any reason why Rani should be as much in love with Salman as she claimed to be in the second half. Same goes for her accepting John that fast. Again another movie where a character portrayed by Rani is not able to get any sympathy from me. Lets see how she will do in Tara Rum Pum Pum. From the trailer it has the potential for making the same mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4338471656395399814?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4338471656395399814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4338471656395399814&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4338471656395399814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4338471656395399814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/03/cleaning-up-fanaa-and-baabul.html' title='Cleaning up. Fanaa and Baabul'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rf2jIGn035I/AAAAAAAAAUU/3H53OhQSdPM/s72-c/fanaa_schal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4694846796880884707</id><published>2007-03-12T11:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:35.084+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4th ACEBA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bollywood Bloggers Meeting'/><title type='text'>Bollywoodbloggers. The 4th ACEBAs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The voting for the 4th Annual Central European Bollywood Awards closed last wednesday and since I forced (nicely) Marco into having the results ready by the time the Blogger Meeting would take place, we were able to present the results in a fun impromptu awards ceremony during the evening event of the PEIBBM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfV1HFyvlPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/qDVVQbKJ0eI/s1600-h/aceba_screen_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfV1HFyvlPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/qDVVQbKJ0eI/s320/aceba_screen_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041064122585683186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prepared a Keynote presentation, ordered Birgit and Beth to screenshot their way through some of the winner movies, made a panicking Marco prepare a introductory speech *hehe*, put on my Sari and then we were ready to rumble. But not before more little thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfV1G1yvlOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QoH9DjfucaA/s1600-h/aceba_marco_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfV1G1yvlOI/AAAAAAAAAOw/QoH9DjfucaA/s320/aceba_marco_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041064118290715874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Setting up the presenation got me the results early and knowing that they would not please the majority of the people attending, Birgit had the brilliant idea to bring handpainted "Wah!! and "Boo!!" signs. Lovingly made by Maria, Beth, Kaddele and Michael on friday, they came in quite handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfV1HFyvlQI/AAAAAAAAAPA/OkgM_gpV-XM/s1600-h/ACEBA_signs_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfV1HFyvlQI/AAAAAAAAAPA/OkgM_gpV-XM/s320/ACEBA_signs_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041064122585683202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But see for yourself. &lt;a href="http://www.bollywoodforum.ch/aceba/overview.htm"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; are the results as voted by the german speaking Bollywood fanbase. Which obviously is very SRKish or as we started to call it "Khanian". But maybe if the german distributors and TV stations would start sceening more non-SRK movies the fanbase will widen. And we won´t have Karan Johar winning Best Director for KANK. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehru Jaffer, an indian journalist, who attended the ceremony asked me if we are planning to repeat the real-life ceremony and had plans to give away the awards physicly in the future. Well, even if it was a lot of work preparing and organizing the event, I think the crew with Marco, Markus, Birgit, Beth and Michael did great work. And the attending Blogwriters and -readers were getting along so well and we all had a ball. So, yeah, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/babasko/sets/72157594583945430/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;´s the flickr set of my pics from the ACEBAs. All Pics taken from everybody can be found in &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/bollywoodblogger/pool/"&gt;this blogger group&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4694846796880884707?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4694846796880884707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4694846796880884707&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4694846796880884707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4694846796880884707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/03/bollywoodbloggers-4th-acebas.html' title='Bollywoodbloggers. The 4th ACEBAs.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfV1HFyvlPI/AAAAAAAAAO4/qDVVQbKJ0eI/s72-c/aceba_screen_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4614670827983613938</id><published>2007-03-10T17:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:35.246+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bollywood Bloggers Meeting'/><title type='text'>Bollywoodbloggers. Next Stop. Evening Fun.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So, we´re off. Unfortunately the restaurant we´re going to has no web-access, so the next update will come sometime during the night. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPDATE 03/12/2007:&lt;/span&gt; I´m in the process of sorting and uploading tons of pictures. And apart from doing as little as possible at my "real" job today, I´ll try to post some afterthoughts on the weekend and of course my take on the evening event...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime here a pic of most of the superwow people that attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfUrLlyvlNI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Yhc_rA-zPrM/s1600-h/group_pic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfUrLlyvlNI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Yhc_rA-zPrM/s320/group_pic.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040982836034639058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;here a link to pics my bestest husband took during the evening. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/babasko/sets/72157594583945430/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;. and here the link to all the pics we took from friday to sunday. &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/bollywoodblogger/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4614670827983613938?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4614670827983613938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4614670827983613938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4614670827983613938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4614670827983613938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/03/bollywoodbloggers-next-stop-evening-fun.html' title='Bollywoodbloggers. Next Stop. Evening Fun.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfUrLlyvlNI/AAAAAAAAAOo/Yhc_rA-zPrM/s72-c/group_pic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-312526093326138836</id><published>2007-03-10T14:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:35.778+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bollywood Bloggers Meeting'/><title type='text'>Bollywoodbloggers: Main Hoon Naa. Liveblogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody is set up with their own or borrowed laptops. Well fed from the walk to the Naschmarkt and ready for action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:18 And we´re rolling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfWCJFyvlSI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/P5ao_qlX8FQ/s1600-h/live-blogging_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfWCJFyvlSI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/P5ao_qlX8FQ/s320/live-blogging_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041078450596582690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there we have Naseeruddin. "Are you in charge here? - Yes. - Not anymore."&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I genuinely dislike the TV show host.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:22 I so had a crush on Kabir Bedi when he played Sandokan in the 70ies (?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:24 Yesss. Finally someone shot the annoying TV show host. The Blogger crowd is cheering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:26 "General, nobody is going to help you now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ghalad. Raghvan. Ghalad. SRK hai naa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:27 Damn you, Raghavan. Damn you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfWCJVyvlTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/wgPkC3F_G-Y/s1600-h/mhn_live_2_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfWCJVyvlTI/AAAAAAAAAPY/wgPkC3F_G-Y/s320/mhn_live_2_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041078454891550002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14:29 Oh I love how the crowd reacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:34 Oh pulleeeaaase. Khirron. It was a mistake. How is the boy to blame. Oh get over it !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:40 SONG!! I luurve the continous shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hectic blogging everywhere. And tons of comments. Cheers for every actor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14:57 Childhood trauma: "Please refrain from hanging out with us. You´re not cool enough."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How rude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:06 Isn´t it a shame how slow the computer equipment in this college is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:09 Ram to the rescue. The crowd goes wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:10 Main Hoon Na. Finally. Sigh. Cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I´m starting to lag behind. It´s so much fun to read the other blogs and watch the film and sing and whistle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there is no dancing yet. At least it seems that at 5 people are able to whistle the Main Hoon Naa chorus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:22 Sush is about to show up.. The crowd "uuuuhhhhhs. aaahhhs" and there are "Sing Ram Sing" chants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:27 The crowd goes wild at the bullet-time spitting scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:28 I love how the Gabbar Singh poster is mirrored in the cars window... Great job Farah!&lt;br /&gt;Those bicycle-rikshas are pretty fast. Hain Naa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:33 Well, bad luck Raghavan. "General Bakshi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sent&lt;/span&gt; his "bloody best"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:38 And there we have it. The waterfall scene. No collective sigh? Is the male audience dead? tsts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15:44 INTERVAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfWCJFyvlRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/LJihBm8S7iw/s1600-h/koi_geige_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfWCJFyvlRI/AAAAAAAAAPI/LJihBm8S7iw/s320/koi_geige_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041078450596582674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How superwow. Koi, our professor in residence, brought his violin and played "Main Hoon Na" during Interval. Wah! Wah! &lt;a href="http://mc.c2mx.net/guitar/koigeige.mp3"&gt;Sunniye!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:10 And we´re back in College. Pyaar hota hai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw. &lt;a href="http://www.bollywoodblog.de/2007/03/10/etappenziel-4-main-hoon-na/"&gt;Michael&lt;/a&gt; has sound and video bytes. &lt;a href="http://masala.viennablog.at/?itemid=11078"&gt;Birgit&lt;/a&gt; too. Live from Vienna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:13 Lucky is such a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfWCJVyvlUI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gfaAQT45UeU/s1600-h/mhn_live_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfWCJVyvlUI/AAAAAAAAAPg/gfaAQT45UeU/s320/mhn_live_small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041078454891550018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:15 Tumse Milke. Gotcha Lucky!  Hah. Marco sings. Ulli bhi. Me too :-D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:27 Poor, poor, sweet, heartbroken, fatherless Lucky. "Do you care, do you love me, do you hate me? Anything. Anything."  Damn I´m out of tissues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:30 Can you imagine anything more gross then being wooed by Prof. Rasai? Even if it´s just on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:39 Aren´t our boys cute in their black suits, getting ready for &lt;s&gt;sports day&lt;/s&gt; prom night?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:45 Ahhh, the laser pointer thingy bandhuk. Nice, Ram can be pretty cold.&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry about the Sari Ma´am"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:50 Wohooo. "Happy teacher´s day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16:52 Uuh-oh. I see drama coming. And tears. Curse you Raghavan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17:01 Uuh-oh. Again. Somethings off. No kids in the school yard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17:02 "Project Milap is finished, General Saab" I knew it! I mean I of course really already knew it, but you know I knew it even when I didn´t know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17:08 That little white lock of Raghvan is making me crazy. Good crazy. Pity that he such a despiseable looser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17:11 Ok, something that always bothered me. Is Khan such a bad shot or why else the first shot in the arm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17:14 "You are a very bad man"! Oh Boman *shakes head in sorrow"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17:16 What kind of bad-ass terrorist is Raghavan? Can´t even look the traitor in the eye while shooting Khan. Wimp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17:18  "Paanch minutes, Ram" hehe. Climax time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17:22 Typical bad boy mistake. Don´t talk. Shoot. Bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Damn it, turn around"  Three, two, one. Bhoooom. Huge cheers in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Just shut up and pull me up.  Ahhhhhhuuuuhhhhaaaaahuuuu.Woooohooooooo. Aur phir. Wooohhhoooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bestest end-credits ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;That was just too much fun. I´m voting for doing it all over again next week :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/babasko/sets/72157594584531864/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;´s the flickr set of my pics from the Live Blogging. All Pics taken from everybody can be found in &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/bollywoodblogger/pool/"&gt;this blogger group&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-312526093326138836?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/312526093326138836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=312526093326138836&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/312526093326138836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/312526093326138836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/03/bollywoodbloggers-main-hoon-naa.html' title='Bollywoodbloggers: Main Hoon Naa. Liveblogging'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RfWCJFyvlSI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/P5ao_qlX8FQ/s72-c/live-blogging_small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-501184992531981904</id><published>2007-03-10T11:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:52:22.346+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bollywoodbloggers. Updates.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I´m more busy then I thought I would be :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the latest Updates go to &lt;a href="http://www.bollywoodblog.de/"&gt;Michaels Blog&lt;/a&gt;. I´ll see you all in in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liveblogs: apart from Michael:  &lt;a href="http://maini.wordpress.com/"&gt;Maini&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://bethlovesbollywood.blogspot.com/"&gt;Beth&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://sabberblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kaddele&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://masala.viennablog.at/"&gt;Birgit&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.mariakaefer.de"&gt;Maria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: and &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/babasko/sets/72157594584536038/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;´s the flickr set of my pics from the Open House in the morning. All Pics taken from everybody can be found in &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/bollywoodblogger/pool/"&gt;this blogger group&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-501184992531981904?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/501184992531981904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=501184992531981904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/501184992531981904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/501184992531981904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/03/bollywoodbloggers-updates.html' title='Bollywoodbloggers. Updates.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-6704008250950198318</id><published>2007-03-09T15:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T16:35:32.264+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bollywood Bloggers Meeting'/><title type='text'>Bollywoodbloggers. Evidence.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Michael started a flickr group for all the pics we will take during the meeting. Chal dekho na. And btw. we already started as you can see :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/groups/bollywoodblogger/pool/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/groups/bollywoodblogger/pool/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-6704008250950198318?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/6704008250950198318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=6704008250950198318&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6704008250950198318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6704008250950198318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/03/bollywoodbloggers-evidence.html' title='Bollywoodbloggers. Evidence.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-7761282096375572586</id><published>2007-03-05T13:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:36.332+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bollywood Bloggers Meeting'/><title type='text'>Bollywoodbloggers. Ready. Set. Go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RessNf3Vo9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/sVi-R9Xj8TI/s1600-h/IBBMPlakette.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RessNf3Vo9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/sVi-R9Xj8TI/s320/IBBMPlakette.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038169218547557330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Location. Check.&lt;br /&gt;Movie. Check.&lt;br /&gt;Program. Check.&lt;br /&gt;Logo. Check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can´t believe it. A week from now it will all be a pleasant memory. Come saturday, March 10th the Bollywoodblogger Meeting will rock the city.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is the final program with all the important infos (&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RewUGLtOHyI/AAAAAAAAAOY/DTtwdQvWTCY/s1600-h/programm_peibmm_dt.gif"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; the program in german):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rewa-rtOHzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Do3QuWFRDGI/s1600-h/program_peibbm_engl.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rewa-rtOHzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/Do3QuWFRDGI/s320/program_peibbm_engl.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038431747307347762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.judithkeppel.at/"&gt;Judith&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://umananda.blogspot.com/"&gt;Birgit&lt;/a&gt; for the great help and the awesome logo and layout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you happen to be in Vienna next saturday, be sure to drop in. You just don´t want to miss this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Birgit entrusted her Carom board in my care. (She´ll be going to India for 6 months end of march) We´ll set it up at the meeting. And I hereby challenge all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UPDATE 3/9/2007&lt;/span&gt;: And they started to arrive... Beth is here since Monday and Michael, Kaddele and Maria just touched down..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-7761282096375572586?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/7761282096375572586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=7761282096375572586&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7761282096375572586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/7761282096375572586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/03/bollywoodbloggers-ready-set-go.html' title='Bollywoodbloggers. Ready. Set. Go.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RessNf3Vo9I/AAAAAAAAAOA/sVi-R9Xj8TI/s72-c/IBBMPlakette.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-6672286639308115606</id><published>2007-02-20T17:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:36.745+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anupam Kher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boman Irani'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Khosla Ka Ghosla! - don´t mess with the Khoslas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What happens when your average middleclass Delhi family gets cheated out of their lifes savings and with it the plot of land they planned to build the house they always wished for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rdnt5ujAOOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PWmrMaz_Pvs/s1600-h/kkg5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rdnt5ujAOOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PWmrMaz_Pvs/s320/kkg5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033315634566412514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They fight back. Not without initial difficulties though. Son Cherry (Parvin Dabas) has designs to move to the USA for a job in software engineering and has his mind anywhere but with his family´s problems. Older brother Bunty (Ranir Shorey) is a hot-head and and his ideas lead to more trouble then help. And dad (Anupam Kher) after getting no help from neither the police nor any other institution, resigns. It´s only after Cherry meets Asif Iqbal a former "business" partner of the evil K. Khurana (Boman Irani) that they start to develop the will and a plan to cheat the land right back from the mafiose constractor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rdnt5ejAOMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/KqxbbQpfVRU/s1600-h/kkg2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rdnt5ejAOMI/AAAAAAAAAMI/KqxbbQpfVRU/s320/kkg2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033315630271445186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Enlisting the assistance of Cheetus girlfriend Meghna (Tara Sharma) and the theatre company she works for, they set up a charade that would do proud to the Bluffmaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rdnt5ujAONI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4esSZLTBvoU/s1600-h/kkg7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rdnt5ujAONI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/4esSZLTBvoU/s320/kkg7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033315634566412498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 brought out some wonderful small movies off the beaten Blockbuster track. &lt;a href="http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/02/dor.html"&gt;Dor&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://babasko.blogspot.com/2006/10/pyaar-ke-side-effects-ik-hou-van-jou.html"&gt;Pyaar Ke Side Effects&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://babasko.blogspot.com/2006/10/aahista-aahista-zzzhhh.html"&gt;Ahista Ahista&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/02/kabul-express-stockholm-syndrome.html"&gt;Kabul Express&lt;/a&gt;. And Khosla Ka Gholsa is another example that a simple well rounded story, endearing characters and great actors do make an entertaining loveable movie. Especially if you have a caliber like Boman Irani playing the bad guy with a panache you love to hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-6672286639308115606?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/6672286639308115606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=6672286639308115606&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6672286639308115606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/6672286639308115606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/02/khosla-ka-ghosla-dont-mess-with-khoslas.html' title='Khosla Ka Ghosla! - don´t mess with the Khoslas'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rdnt5ujAOOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/PWmrMaz_Pvs/s72-c/kkg5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-8321066224325043902</id><published>2007-02-20T16:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T16:35:00.199+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bollywood Bloggers Meeting'/><title type='text'>Bollywoodbloggers. I´ve got good news and bad news.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;For all those who felt a disturbance in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;force&lt;/span&gt; on monday (15:00 GMT+1) -- that was me. Sorry. Isn´t it cool how when you get real angry all those curse words in any language you´ve ever learned come back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So now let me give you the bad news. Bloody iDream moved the release date of the Bommarillo DVD from Feb 28th to March 7th and I am pretty sure that even with UPS it won´t reach Vienna in time. So we need a new movie to watch. Suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know we will find a movie that we all will be happy with. So the bad news is not that bad. And the good news is really really good:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We will unveil the results of &lt;a href="http://www.bollywood-award.eu/"&gt;Marcos 4th ACEBA&lt;/a&gt; at a small and for sure funny &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awards ceremony&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;during the evening event on the 10th&lt;/span&gt;. So anybody joining us will be able to get the result first. The rest of the world will have to wait until the 11th. No worries. There shall be pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-8321066224325043902?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/8321066224325043902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=8321066224325043902&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8321066224325043902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8321066224325043902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/02/bollywoodbloggers-ive-got-good-news-and.html' title='Bollywoodbloggers. I´ve got good news and bad news.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-1834939841381398629</id><published>2007-02-18T20:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T20:51:26.601+01:00</updated><title type='text'>4th Annual Central European Bollywood Awards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yay, it´s award season.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Marco the Swiss Bollywood guruji of the german-speaking BW-community has just opened the polls for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;4th annual central european bollywood awards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. So if you´re located in Central Europe and can read German you´re eligible to participate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.bollywood-award.eu/"&gt;there&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. Register. And vote!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All you other wonderful people. Sorry. But you still can get to the nomination list &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.bollywoodforum.ch/aceba/aceba-english.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. And if you like, give a prediction here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Nana Patekar is nominated for Taxi 9211 in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best lead&lt;/span&gt; actor category. Shabash Marco, shabash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-1834939841381398629?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/1834939841381398629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=1834939841381398629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1834939841381398629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/1834939841381398629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/02/4th-annual-central-european-bollywood.html' title='4th Annual Central European Bollywood Awards'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4684350587073560112</id><published>2007-02-18T14:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:37.478+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Remakes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anil'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Madhuri'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Jamai Raja - how to not waste your time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Prospective mothers-in-law be warned. "Whenever mothers-in-law turn extremely cruel, then sons-in-law like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RdhU-4XWJMI/AAAAAAAAALU/bjHoM2vvm-Q/s1600-h/jamairaj3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RdhU-4XWJMI/AAAAAAAAALU/bjHoM2vvm-Q/s320/jamairaj3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032866022845457602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...me will take birth". (I´m not being pathetic here, that is the movie´s actual last sentence)&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very pigheaded and greedy woman (Hema Malini) with 2 spineless sons and one khoobsurat daughter picked the wrong girls family to be mean at. Girls brother (Anil Kapoor) met the daughter (Madhuri Dixit) before and the had already fallen in love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RdhU_IXWJNI/AAAAAAAAALc/lmmR1NmG7XQ/s1600-h/jamairaj2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RdhU_IXWJNI/AAAAAAAAALc/lmmR1NmG7XQ/s320/jamairaj2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032866027140424914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now decides to marry her and teach mommy dearest some of her own medicine. Mom khuch nahin hai. And spends her further existence to fight the guy. Clash of will ensues. No mean means are left out on both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RdhU-4XWJLI/AAAAAAAAALM/SiMZkYpYCy0/s1600-h/jamairaja1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RdhU-4XWJLI/AAAAAAAAALM/SiMZkYpYCy0/s320/jamairaja1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032866022845457586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Warfare gets difficult for guy since his wife is plain stupid and tends to stick by mom. But the truth prevails. And as announced by guy, all kids leave mean mom. Still not seeing the light we finally get the long overdue divine intervention and a totally over the top, completely inapplicable climax fight to make mom get a grip on the true values in life at last. Film khatm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rdhh74XWJOI/AAAAAAAAALk/P8T6Qe7rURU/s1600-h/jamairaja5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rdhh74XWJOI/AAAAAAAAALk/P8T6Qe7rURU/s320/jamairaja5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032880264957011170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya bakvas hai! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4684350587073560112?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4684350587073560112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4684350587073560112&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4684350587073560112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4684350587073560112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/02/jamai-raja-how-to-not-waste-your-time.html' title='Jamai Raja - how to not waste your time'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RdhU-4XWJMI/AAAAAAAAALU/bjHoM2vvm-Q/s72-c/jamairaj3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-5139567620585646977</id><published>2007-02-11T18:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T02:07:08.779+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bollywood Bloggers Meeting'/><title type='text'>Bollywoodbloggers. Now we´re getting somewhere.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Don´t think that only because the last update concerning the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;First Pan-European/International Bollywoodbloggers Meeting&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vienna&lt;/span&gt; is from a week ago, there was no planning work going on behind the scenes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So here is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;first draft of the schedule&lt;/span&gt; for  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday March 10th 2007&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First rule of the 1st PEIBBM. It´s all about having fun. So timetables are approximate values only!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since some of you will arrive in Vienna on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saturday morning&lt;/span&gt; I will have an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;open house&lt;/span&gt; with lots of coffee for those poor red-eye-flight gals like Maini and whoever wants to join. Around &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;noon&lt;/span&gt; the idea is to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;grab some lunch&lt;/span&gt; and since it´s so nice there we´ll head to the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.phototravels.net/vienna/vienna-naschmarkt-photos.html"&gt;Naschmarkt&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;At &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;14.00&lt;/span&gt; we´ll get into serious business and meet to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bommarillo&lt;/span&gt;. The place we´ll be doing that has WLAN so expect some heavy live-blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Next point on the agenda is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;18.00&lt;/span&gt; where we´ll meet (at an until now undisclosed) &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Indian restaurant&lt;/span&gt; and at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;20.00&lt;/span&gt; we´ll have some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cool stuff&lt;/span&gt; coming up (again undisclosed as of now *wavesatmarco*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So hang in there. It is only a few days until I will be able to come up with more details. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PS: Participants get in shape. There might be press coverage too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Update 02/12/2007&lt;/span&gt;: Oh I almost forgot. I even went so far as to fill my spare iPod (yes I have more then one) with a background score for the 10th. If you have any suggestions on songs that I missed out, fire away. &lt;a href="http://web.mac.com/barbaraskoda/iWeb/babasko/Bollypod_Playlist.html"&gt;Here&lt;/a&gt; is what´s on the playlist so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-5139567620585646977?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/5139567620585646977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=5139567620585646977&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5139567620585646977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/5139567620585646977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/02/bollywoodbloggers-now-were-getting.html' title='Bollywoodbloggers. Now we´re getting somewhere.'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-8241476859215523034</id><published>2007-02-11T16:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:38.324+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arshad Warsi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='John Abraham'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Kabul Express - Stockholm Syndrome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I´ve been waiting for a long time to get my hands on this one. An off-mainstream movie about the post 9/11 Afganistan, shot entirely in Afganistan coming out of the Yash Raj camp. Sounds like a challenge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rczus4XWJAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/j5v8qPFAaSU/s1600-h/kabulexp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rczus4XWJAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/j5v8qPFAaSU/s320/kabulexp1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029657338677961730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One cameraman/journalist Indian TV team (Arshad and John) heads to Afghanistan in November 2001 to get a story on the situation there with the goal of interviewing at least one member of the overthrown and now hunted Taliban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rc0FfYXWJDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_PbgLKp1su8/s1600-h/kabulexp4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rc0FfYXWJDI/AAAAAAAAAKA/_PbgLKp1su8/s320/kabulexp4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029682395517166642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And get stuck in a roadmovie-like adventure when they, along with their Afghani driver Khyber (Hanif Hum Ghum) and a female American photojournalist (Linda Arsenio), are kidnapped by a Pakistani Taliban (Salman Shahid) who wants to escape home to Pakistan. In the course of 48 hours we accompany this very diverse group as they drive through the rough battered countryside and encounter various obstacles on their way to the Pakistan border, from shrewd donkeys to lynch mobs, from Army roadblocks to dangerous Mujahideen tribes. And due to varying opinions on Cricket and war originators life inside the "Kabul Express" is as well not short of critical situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rc0FfIXWJCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/CcFL-tf9u_I/s1600-h/kabulexp3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rc0FfIXWJCI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/CcFL-tf9u_I/s320/kabulexp3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029682391222199330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It´s a Yash Raj film, produced by Aditya Chopra. So don´t expect a grim doku-drama. It is more shallow-ish. But hell, sirf movie hai, documentary bhi nahin. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;like the route they took. Our five characters in the movie form for a short while their own small microcosmos which only grazes the outside world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rc2Fl4XWJEI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ghpNmgMf9k0/s1600-h/kabulexp6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rc2Fl4XWJEI/AAAAAAAAAKI/ghpNmgMf9k0/s320/kabulexp6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029823244674671682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Deep political or sociological problems are sidelined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quotes like "America wants to suck out our oil and pump in Coke and Papsi" are a bit to tabloid. And it might be that we´re all so used to and fed up with the ongoings there, that only few of the beautiful shot pictures make an impact.&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;even if I´m not 100% sure as to what Kabir Khan wanted to transport in Kabul Express, for me it served a purpose. I liked it, I had a very good time watching it and I´m now going to read up on Afghan history and politics. And that´s not too bad an outcome, hai naa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rc2FmIXWJFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/UhOac34HmEc/s1600-h/kabulexp7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rc2FmIXWJFI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/UhOac34HmEc/s320/kabulexp7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029823248969638994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ad &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stockholm_syndrome"&gt;Stockholm syndrome&lt;/a&gt;. My favorite character was indeed the Taliban. How can you not like a battle weary character with a soft spot for Hindi film songs who says stuff like "Madhuri Dixit do, Kashmir lo" (Give us Madhuri and take Kashmir).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-8241476859215523034?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/8241476859215523034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=8241476859215523034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8241476859215523034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/8241476859215523034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/02/kabul-express-stockholm-syndrome.html' title='Kabul Express - Stockholm Syndrome'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rczus4XWJAI/AAAAAAAAAJo/j5v8qPFAaSU/s72-c/kabulexp1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-4186075876219920774</id><published>2007-02-06T23:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T22:03:39.127+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gul Panag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ayesha Takia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shreyas Talpade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindi'/><title type='text'>Dor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Let´s do this the other way round this time and start with my conclusion:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I love Dor. Bas. Go and watch it. It will make you laugh, smile, feel good, feel sad, feel angry, fall in love with its some of its characters, hate others genuinly. Oh, I love Dor. Bas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally a movie about women. Average, no better make that - real, young women. Modern but still living in sync with their traditions and strong enough to challenge them if the need arises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Like a lot of young men in India, the husbands of Meera (Ayesha Takia) the young wife of a destitute rajput family and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Zeenat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; (Gul Panag) a newly wed muslim woman from Himachal Pradesh leave India to work in Saudi Arabia for some months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rcj-lmzgWOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/922iGv1nz7Y/s1600-h/dor5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rcj-lmzgWOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/922iGv1nz7Y/s320/dor5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028548905984350434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both couples are young, very much in love and genuinly likeable. About 6 months after their departure a tragedy strikes. Shekar, the rajastani husband, is killed by Aamir, Zenaat´s husband. Supposedly in an accident but since there are no witnesses Amir is sentenced to death. Back in India both families are devastated. Meera living in a very traditional Rajastani society has to bear the terrible faith of being a widow there. Sentenced to a life of grief and now treated like an worthless prisoner. In Himachal Pradesh Aamir´s shocked family learns that there is only one option left to save him. According to Saudi law Aamir´s life will be spared if the victims widow signs a mercy petition stating that she has forgiven him. And Zenaat being a very strong-willed woman is taking that chance and leaves her home in search for Meera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RcX6y2zgWMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/v3uKHZbza7Q/s1600-h/dor4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RcX6y2zgWMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/v3uKHZbza7Q/s320/dor4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027700310640974018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;She travels to Rajastan and finds unexpected help &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Behroopiya (Shreyas Talpade), an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;endearing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; wannabe Actor and parttime conartist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; who decides to help her locating the family. But finding the widow and convincing her to sign are two very different pair of shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RckA-GzgWQI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ItclV9f0EmQ/s1600-h/dor3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RckA-GzgWQI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ItclV9f0EmQ/s320/dor3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028551525914401026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What should be a dark and emotional draining story is in fact a statement for dignity, friendship and courage laced with wonderful scenes that are full of life and hope. The Kajra Re sequence in the dunes made me fall in love with this song all over again. The disarming, funny entrance scene of Shreyas Talpade made me giggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rcj-l2zgWPI/AAAAAAAAAJM/X7Z36DNjshY/s1600-h/dor8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rcj-l2zgWPI/AAAAAAAAAJM/X7Z36DNjshY/s320/dor8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028548910279317746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apart from the wonderful story that is based on the Malayalam movie Perumazhakkalam, the acting trio of Ayesha Takia, Gul Panag and Shreyas Talpade created the magic of Dor for me. And the cinematography. And the music. And the scenery. Nagesh Kukunoor managed to make a movie that is an arthouse movie with a mainstream feel. Or a mainstream movie with an arthouse feel. Take your pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RcX6y2zgWNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eTt_Tcn4JyY/s1600-h/dor6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/RcX6y2zgWNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/eTt_Tcn4JyY/s320/dor6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027700310640974034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its been a long time that a movie sucked in me from the get-go like Dor did. So let me repeat my statement from the beginning of this post. I love Dor. Bas. Watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-4186075876219920774?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/4186075876219920774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=4186075876219920774&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4186075876219920774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/4186075876219920774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/02/dor.html' title='Dor'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VCPwgjKLCTM/Rcj-lmzgWOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/922iGv1nz7Y/s72-c/dor5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26378524.post-3826105333814652889</id><published>2007-02-05T19:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T22:40:22.313+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tagged'/><title type='text'>And now for something completely different - I´ve been tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Up to now I´ve been lucky. No tagging for me yet. And still it had to happen one day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://filmiholic.com/2007/02/05/my-top-5-secrets/"&gt;Filmiholic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; wants me to tell &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Five Secrets&lt;/span&gt; you, my lovely readers, don´t know about me yet. Let´s see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. I got married in Las Vegas at the little Chapel of the Flowers in 2000. Thats the same place Dennis Rodman and Carmen Elektra tied the knot. Well MY marriage still works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. I´ve been paying my Gym membership for the last 4 years without ever going ONCE. I really should cancel it. But then again. I might go again. One day. Or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. I´m a huge &lt;a href="http://www.rickspringfield.com/"&gt;Rick Springfield&lt;/a&gt; fan. So huge that we scheduled all of our USA vacations so far around his concert dates. He´s soooo sexy and nice. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. I´ve been a candidate at the austrian version of KBC - Who wants to be a millionaire. But I didn´t make it into the hot seat. I lost out by ONE bloody hundredth of a second. Grrr. But then our host here is only a former skiing champ. How uncool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5. I have huge feet for a woman. Euro size 42/ USA size 11. You want to see my usual happy-go-lucky self turn into a world-hating mean Mrs. Hyde in the shortest possible time? Drag me into a shoestore. Sirf 5 minutes aur meri mood bahut kharab hai. Why does the shoemaking industry believe that woman with my size only want shoes fit for ladies age 75 and up. I want Pradas and Manolo Blahniks. Bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was that. The real saucy secrets still hidden and some of your curiosity satisfied. Now who am I going to tag. How about &lt;a href="http://baparna.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aparna,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://nothing2declare.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maja&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://fivil.livejournal.com/"&gt;Sanni&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and by calling &lt;a href="http://sabberblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kaddele&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.mariakaefer.com/"&gt;Maria&lt;/a&gt; move this tag to the germanspeaking Bloggosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26378524-3826105333814652889?l=babasko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/feeds/3826105333814652889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26378524&amp;postID=3826105333814652889&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3826105333814652889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26378524/posts/default/3826105333814652889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://babasko.blogspot.com/2007/02/and-now-for-something-completely.html' title='And now for something completely different - I´ve been tagged'/><author><name>babasko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10409089227879159676</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/34/2761/320/babasko1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
