Friday, November 28, 2014

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So I just finished Agent Vinod and ... Lawd what a fucking time waster.
  • When I saw the word "Interval", I was like, interval — only now?!
  • Whenever the music came, it never made any fucking sense. NO FUCKING SENSE WHATSOEVER.
  • The bomb with the Rubaiyat as a key of sort — NO.
  • Bebo's character could carry a fucking conversation with two bullet shots to her fucking liver — what the fucking fuck is that?
  • The fact is, I saw what must have been a promo pic from Humshakals — this one to be precise:

    I thought Khan looked pretty cute in drag — though not as cute (pretty, even!) as Sharman Joshi in Golmaal — but OMG. It's weird because he doesn't look like he has a high body fat percentage, but his thighs look ... well, fat. And no definable quads to speak of (I had larger quads than him when I was still doing aerials) for someone who looks like he must lift or work out.

    Bah. Anyway. Agent Vinod — NO FUCKING NO NO NO NO NO. Just ... NO.

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