Freaky Ali 2016
By
Sohail Khan
This is an absolutely TATTS of a movie. There is no better word to express my disgust. I just feel a tad bad for those who bought the tickets and went for the show. No sensible man would ever pay to have his ass fried watching a Sohail Khan-film, and one can't waste any sympathy for the tasteless roadchhap-rickshawpuller-autowalla crowd who would watch anything even remotely connected with their Bhai. Litter from the same source smells as rotten, as the three brothers, Sohail, Salman and Arbaaz have proved time and again.
But this time this blondie brother of Salman has played a sly one. By casting Nawazuddin, the current toast of the movie intellati, he must have lured many with pretensions of aesthetic sense into watching this masalapotty flick.
Nawaz has sleepwalked through the role of a drifter –turned –golfer and maintained his sanity, but his dialogues are so poorly written, he must have been cringed while mouthing them. One can't find fault with Nawaz for taking this role, since he has a hearth to run as well.
Arbaaz khan, as usual, looks all at sea. His acting is an affront to the art.
Amy Jackson should be in some circus and not working in a movie. Jas Arora looks great but has been given a caricaturized role. The script and dialogues are so shabby, one wonders how difficult it must be for the director at least to have read them before he started shooting.
Sohail and Arbazz have earned a lot of money riding on the Salman wave. Gullible and trash-loving Indian masses have created a monster in the form of Salman, and that money comes back to haunt us and spoil the cinematic landscape when his moronic brothers produce one trash after another.
The blame for this third-rate film lies on us, and a little bit on Salman’s shoulders.
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