Mayank Shekhar ReviewsHindustan Times

Forrest Gump in its scope, Rain Man in its approach, slightly convenient in its ‘Bollywood opera’, world-class in its photographic treatment , more sorted than Kurban; you can sense, throughout, honesty in the film’s purpose.

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My Name is Khan

The hero’s complex journey develops over such strong shades of black-gray that you could even shift uncomfortably on your seat as you watch the protagonist rape a girl he could’ve loved. The story is in the grittiness of experience. Judgment isn’t fed; purpose, not expressly defined

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Striker

This road film is in parts, an Yi Tu Mama Tambien sort of bizarre romance, an El Mariachi type curry-western, and a City Of God kind of grimy thriller. Yet, the pungent odour is entirely original. Oh smell it - for sure

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Ishqiya

This is neither an expose nor an explanation. It’s just an exercise in corniness, not very different from the subject of its scrutiny

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Rann

Jingoism is complete. As it should be. Except, we’re not sure who it’s directed against. This isn’t the natives’ war in a freedom struggle

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Veer

Songs don’t take the motionless picture forward. This is not a musical. The filmmaker here is merely a director of music videos, and there is one after half a dozen others

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Chance Pe Dance

This one – oscillating between dull conversations, and duller conflict around a stolen computer programme – hardly reaches beyond the premise of its promos

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Pyaar Impossible

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