September 18, 2013 11:13:37 AM IST By Martin D'Souza, Glamsham Editorial
Dear Indra Kumar
I am surprised I have not yet read about any success party in the media about your latest film, GRAND MASTI.
Normally, the team gets together after two days to celebrate an 'orchestrated success'. Given the content of your film which was designed to make people laugh and have a good entertaining time at the multiplex, I thought this would have been done on the Sunday after the release itself.
What happened? People did not laugh? Or was your inbox filled with brickbats? Whatever be the case, GRAND MASTI was not a movie expected from a director of your caliber. To me, it reeked of 'Grand' frustration from you and also Vivek Oberoi and Aftab Shivdasani who are trying bloody hard. Ditto all the girls who made a mockery of themselves and their assets flaunting it and speaking lines that were demeaning to the fairer sex. What Riteish saw in this film, I am yet to understand? Agreed he was the only guy who looked comfortable doing comedy (it is his forte) but the content he chose was pathetic.
Don't get me wrong. Indian audience is ready for 'A' rated film. But this was not 'A' rated. This was 'X' rated. It showed the maturity of a teenager coming to terms with his sexuality.
Just recently there was B. A. PASS. It was bold. It was 'A' rated. But it was also creative and the way it was presented and the way Shilpa Shukla essayed her character was classy, not creepy or cheap. Look at Kainaat, Maryam and Bruna. These girls just thrust their bosom and derriere at the camera. To top it they almost stripped (and happily at that) their undergarments in the last scene.
What I would like to understand is how you managed to stoop so low after treating us to films like DIL. BETA and MANN? Honestly speaking, were you able to see the film with women friends? Forget seeing it with women friends; were you able to sit through even 10 minutes of it without cringing?
What was enacted on screen in the name of a movie was what we all go through when we are in college. After that we grow up and most grow out of it. But nobody ever makes a spectacle of his frustration and projects it on screen.
Hopefully, the next time you do attempt an 'Adult Comedy', it is classy, not crappy.
Or at least you could have had it released in Alexandra theatre in Grant Road!
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