"AC Chalu Hai"
Had been to see ‘Salaam Namaste’ in the heartland of Chembur last week. The movie is passable…and is saved to a large extent by Preity Zinta’s flat belly. There’s nothing more I’m willing to say …egg-jactly ;)
More than the movie, it’s the theatre which is worth writing about. It was really really forbidding…paan stains everywhere, not a single ‘intact’ windowpane, and looked like it hadn’t been swept since Indian cricket’s last big celebrity endorsement deal. Suddenly, the 50 buck price tag for the ‘balcony’ ticket was a bit too steep...Had rejoiced when I bought the ticket. Would it actually have any ventilation inside? What about the movie screen? Would it be sewn together down the middle? My roving eyes could make out really tough looking characters waiting to get in, and then they rested upon this ...
More than the movie, it’s the theatre which is worth writing about. It was really really forbidding…paan stains everywhere, not a single ‘intact’ windowpane, and looked like it hadn’t been swept since Indian cricket’s last big celebrity endorsement deal. Suddenly, the 50 buck price tag for the ‘balcony’ ticket was a bit too steep...Had rejoiced when I bought the ticket. Would it actually have any ventilation inside? What about the movie screen? Would it be sewn together down the middle? My roving eyes could make out really tough looking characters waiting to get in, and then they rested upon this ...
Laughed for around 5 minutes or so.Very innocuous if you look at it, but when viewed against the backdrop of the theatre as a whole, it comes across as a smart marketing move. The powers-that-be at this theatre know that the appearance is not enough to assuage your worst fears. Hence the reassuring proclamations. Two of them. It was as if they read my mind, and immediately rushed that sign out that very instant. Spooky.
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