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Om Shanti Om

I don't watch art cinema. I don't like intellectual films. Films with hidden meanings and sub-texts and innovative camera angles and lighting and the subtle language of the film. I watch films for pure entertainment. Every time I walk into a theater I want to walk back out with the knowledge that this is a movie I've totally enjoyed. That's worth all the money I've spent on it. And not some pretentious piece of crap. And in that sense I guess I'm like the great Indian public out there. I like escapism in my cinema. I want to forget everything else when I'm there. I don't want to be reminded of reality and sorrow. I want to laugh and cry my heart out.

And in that sense, Om Shanti Om was the movie for me and the rest of the public out there. It has everything I could have possibly hoped for and more. Dance, Drama, Dreams, dishoom-dishoom, dhoom-dhamaka etc. A total potboiler and a masala film.

Om Shanti Om is a movie you absolutely have to watch. It brings in the madness of the seventies with stars, colour, songs, madness, fantasy, romance, grandeur. Even the jokes cracked at the expense of Rajesh Khanna, Sooraj Barjatya and Manoj Kumar are done in taste and are tongue in cheek.

The seventies are amazingly fun and its hard to supress a groan when 'Interval' flashes on the screen.

And that makes the second half even better with gimmicks like Shah Rukh's six pack or gazillions of stars in one song from Dharmendra to Mithun, From Kajol to Amrita Arora. One of the best parts is the FilmFare awards where Abhishek Bacchan(Dhoom 5), Akshay Kumar(Return of the Khiladi) and SRK(Phir Bhi Dil Hai Nri & Main Bhi Hoon Na) compete for the Best Actor award.

If there was an award for Best 30 second Cameo however, Akshay Kumar would win it hands down.

Deepika Padukone doesn't have much to do but her beauty is undeniable and in some scenes especially incandescent. While she doesn't have much to do, she does well in the few scenes that require her to act and comes across as attractive and every man's fantasy.

Arjun Rampal is good but has too much warmth to come across as a cold-blooded killer. Shreyas Talpade is endearing but wasted and Kirron Kher executes her role as an out and out filmi mom with obvious pleasure.

And how could I forget Shah Rukh Khan. No one else could have played Om better than him. He grabs you by the collar and makes you a part of Om's unbelivable highs and lows. He is the 'hero' or super-hero actually if you count his turn as Mohabbat-Man.

The music is beautiful and one of my favourites is the climax track. Dastan-e-om. Beautifully done, it sends shivers down your spine.

The whole point of a Diwali release is to keep you fully entertained and on that count alone, Om Shanti Om score.


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