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First impression when the movie started rolling was- Farhan Akhtar looks a lot like a watered down version of Jack Shepherd from Lost. And he resembles him in more ways than one. They both are a curious package of winner and loser combined into one. And the movie is also just that. It wins some and lose some.

Karthik calling Karthik is a strange mix of blatant reality and incredulous eccentricity. It manages to balance both for the most part, but fails towards the latter half. The movie in itself is slow and makes you wonder where its leading- Some might fall asleep with that and some will be on the edge of your multiplex chair-your choice.

It possibly could have been a welcome change from the all perfect heroes who usually don the Bollywood screen. But apparently, these days the scarred and scared heroes rule the market. Yet, Farhan Akhtar steals the show with his easy portrayal of the protagonist with a charming disguise.He ace the part of the wounded hero -making us ache for the damaged goods. He is a treat to watch and definitely should do more films. Deepika totally fits the ice queen office doll (who is also smart), but I wonder whether she can ever get out of that mould.(Another Aiswarya Rai in the making, I suppose).

The writer has been obviously reading Kafka. There are some brilliant strokes in the movie- like the lone tear hidden beneath the boring glasses of Karthik leaving the office when he gets fire, before and afters of the makeover of the man and his home, a Rubiks cube which encompasses all things mundane yet amazingly powerful.(Farhan learnt to solve the cube for the movie, says Wikipedia.Wow).

The screenplay gets increasingly chunky towards its second half. When the only two people in the movie theatre (perks of going for an Indian movie in a US theatre on a Friday) guesses the climax, it could only mean one thing- Either we are exceptionally smart or the climax is passe which any ardent Sydney Sheldon fan could easily spot. But mistake not, I do have the creeps every time a telephone rings at home.

I wouldnt call it a love story nor a thriller. It hangs in a fine line between the two.But its definitely worth a watch. After all, the movies motives are sincere and its heart is in the right place.

And if not anything, you should watch it for Farhan Akhtar. Uff teri Ada!

What do you get when you take an 80's style plot, steal Batman and Iron Man's gadgets and use them, have 80's style item numbers and a few skimpily clad women and loads, I mean LOADS of leather?
Prince.
Of all the leather clad bollywood heroes, Vivek Oberoi a.k.a. Prince definitely steals the cake for the most clueless. Every five minutes finds him standing(read: macho posing) at rooftops, hilltops and other tops staring into space or at something... Songs pop out of nowhere and you're suddenly confronted with bikinis and bikes when you least expect it!
Oh! AND he NEVER gets hit by a bullet!! He's even better than Iron Man! At least Iron Man got hit. He can't afford to. So Prince just keeps running and running and bullets spark off everything visible on screen except him. Even at point blank range, he manages to pull of a leg sweep before the bullet leaves the gun!
Mr. Rajnikant, are you watching? I think we have a thief for you!

What Kan't Rajni do? From the looks of it, manage to shoot Prince!

Corny dialogues, a highly predictable plot with some pieces of action thrown in for taste; watch with your best of friends for a laughter riot. And if you manage to notice, there are hundreds of shots fired from the same gun, yet they never are reloaded!

On a positive note, the wardrobe is quite good, women are relatively hot and although sparsely used, gadgets are cool and totally recognizable from Hollywood counterparts.

Two stars for sheer amount of laughs shared during the movie!

What I found really sad about the movie was that it was to apparently disparage a Stereotype ("My Name is Khan and I am not a terrorist"), but it tried to do so by accentuating other stereotypes - about the Whites, the Blacks, the law enforcement etc. It seemed like an insincere attempt from KJ.

Watching this documentary was one of the best 2 hrs i have spent in the theaters this year. now, why should you spend your 200 bucks to watch a documentary. here's why. if you think you are at the wrong job you should see LEAVING HOME. if you want to get inspired to follow your dreams go watch LEAVING HOME.if you are on the verge of giving up on your dream LEAVING HOME is for you.if you are a music lover it is your duty to see LEAVING HOME.if you want to learn how to work as a team attend the class called LEAVING HOME. this is the first documentary on an Indian Band and it's crying out for your support.Please, please,please support it. Final few words : get out & go to a theater far away from you and experience this honest, heartfelt, movie piece of work.*** 1/2.

LSD is from the DevD stable of movies. I think that is the best way of putting it. It is cult material. Much like DevD. It is full of references to events that we grew up with in the early 2000s (Honour killings, Mysore Mallige, “MMS pe MMS”, Tehelka). Much like DevD. Some of the characters smell of Chandigarh. I meant Roadies. Either. Both. Its increasingly the same thing. (“Tu naa, rain de!”) Again, much like DevD.

LSD has a good narrative.

LSD is fairly hard hitting. Its quite the obvious slap in the face to a generation increasingly high on LSD. OK. Thats not my opinion, but Dibakar Banerjee is definitely holding up a mirror in LSD. (@Omprakash Mehra — Please take a lesson from Banerjee on how to hold a mirror.)

My opinion is that every generation has been high on LSD. They are just heady things. They always were.

Also. Is L, S and D the most obvious order for this story?