Dostana isn’t a typical Karan Johar movie and doesn’t pretend to be one.
It has however all the style and melodrama of a Bollywood masaledar movie. Johar shines in many of it’s scene -the perfect styling, cool music and a number of K jokes. Mansukhani’s done a wonderful job and given a much needed entertainer. ‘ fashion’ was a lot of rona dhona, ‘Dostana’ has all the laughs.
It’s a movie you go without any expectations and come out without any baggage.John gets hotter and Abhi has the perfect comic timing.Priyanka can act and so can Bobby dear. Go and have a bash. Popkorn and a hearty laugh can revitalize your senses…
Entries from November 2008
Dosti rocks
November 21, 2008 · 6 Comments
Categories: movies
Tagged: Bollywood, Dostana, Mansukhani
An interesting article from BBC..
November 17, 2008 · Leave a Comment
This was something I found a long time ago but posting only now.Here’s a great issue for discussion.
The challenge of media regulation
Ofcom will incorporate five regulators into one
By Nick Higham
BBC media correspondent
Last week in a speech in Oxford, Lord Currie, the chairman of the new communications super-regulator, Ofcom, coined a new term, “co-regulation”.
One of the Big Ideas in the new Communications Bill is that broadcasters and others in the communications world should, wherever possible, police themselves rather than allowing a government-appointed busybody like Ofcom to do it for them.
They call this self-regulation, and one of the duties given to Ofcom at the very start of the bill is to “promote and facilitate the development of effective forms” of self-regulation.
Lord Currie
Lord Currie was appointed to Ofcom in July 2002
Getting the communications industry to draw up its own codes of practice, enforce them and handle complaints from consumers if the codes are broken is seen as more flexible than old-style statutory regulation.
Ofcom has now identified advertising as one area in which it could swiftly move to devolve responsibility to the industry itself.
There is already a successful model in the Advertising Standards Authority, which ensures that print, poster and cinema advertising is “legal, decent, honest and truthful”.
Why not extend that model to television and radio ads?
What’s more, some of the controls on TV and radio advertising are already exercised by the industry itself.
Co-regulation looks like self-regulation – except that the regulator sits next door with a big club
The Broadcast Advertising Clearance Centre (BACC) vets the scripts for TV and radio commercials in advance, and tells advertisers if they breach the codes drawn up by the Independent Television Commission (ITC) and the Radio Authority (RA).
But self-regulation has its flaws. The Press Complaints Commission (PCC), set up after complaints about newspapers invading people’s privacy, has not been especially successful either in preventing stories about people’s private lives in the papers or in keeping the law at arm’s length.
Governments have long since dropped any serious plans for a privacy law, but some judges would still like to establish a right to privacy through case law.
The PCC’s modest achievements may be down to the fact that, as a voluntary body paid for by the organisations it polices, it cannot criticise newspapers too robustly for fear that they will simply walk away.
‘Unsuitable’ advertising
But self-regulation of broadcast advertising is unlikely to suffer from the same problems because Ofcom will have the same legal duty to regulate TV and radio ads as the ITC and the RA.
In particular, it will have to draw codes of practice to prevent “unsuitable” advertising (whatever Ofcom decides that is), which one assumes will be much like the ITC and RA codes.
Which is why Lord Currie coined his new term.
Co-regulation, he said, looks like self-regulation – except that the regulator sits next door with a big club.
Advertising industry watchers know that already – in recent months the ITC has several times overruled decisions by the BACC, upholding complaints about ads which the BACC has passed.
Not much, it seems, is likely to change under Ofcom.
A version of this column appears in the BBC in-house newspaper Ariel.
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Pre-Dostana
November 17, 2008 · 4 Comments
I am ‘gay’, not gay gay but happy gay. I am off to watch John in his beach look, beardy Abhi and Priyanka in a golden bikini. I could have a not so nice time though. Most often when you walk out of the hall you have sore eyes and a body and headache. The whole experience of watching a movie on a large screen gets bad when people start gossiping behind you ears, drunkards trip above you and someone in front of you wants to stand up in the climax. I hope nothing like that happens and I have a good time.
I was thinking if there were three hunks in my life like John, Abhisek and Bobby life wouldn’t be so bad…
WHY? (Read at ur own risk)
November 3, 2008 · 5 Comments
I don’t know why I should write and why I should care to mention it. Why? Why do I do what I do? Why do I think of ideas I never put into practice? Why should I eat if I can survive without eating? Why do I let time pass through my fingers like sand from Sahara? Why is my body chained to a place my mind is telling me to stay far way from? Why do I come across a nice piece of commentary when I am gobbling anything that flashes from the idiot box? Why do I like what Shashi Tharoor is saying to Barkha and Ketan Mehta comes up and I find him uninteresting? Something about his look. It can’t hold me long. I am impatient with almost everything but I am not adventurous. I can’t jump streams without plunging, climb trees or even watch a bloody operation.
Why did I start by thinking I was talking philosophy and now it’s about the U.S Presidential elections. Why aren’t polls accurate? Why isn’t their a 100% chance that Obama will win? Why does perky Palin have to be a damn good looking supermom and want to pass anti-abortion laws? Why does oldie Mccain still have a chance? Why do our daily newspapers splash news of Bhutanese refugees flying to the U.S and the phony new king of Bhutan not get a kick in his …? Why do I hate the …. poetry splashed in my blog? Why do I remember I have a blog after so long? Why am I thinking of my street photographs and not yet uploading them? Why do I hate the idea of going to class again? Why do I imagine reading a book in another part of the world as a part of my course? I can’t comprehend how something that was burning inside me just died like a blazing fire killed by a deadly frost. I hate my metaphors but they are not deliberate. Should I be happy my fingers are tapping the keyboard again? Why does music accelerate the tapping? What’s my score? I love MTV ‘It sucks’. Why do I think I need some magic? What’s magic? God helps only those who help themselves.
Why do I like the first ad of ‘Rab ne bana de jodi’ more than ‘ Gajini’? Why do I think I have been missing out on Masand? Why do I have to listen to Sharukh saying ‘My first car was the one which was my mothers but it was possessed by the bank.So, it wasn’t actually my first car’. What’s a car? A luxury? A status? Ownership? power? A way to cover the ones who walk in dust, give them a bout of carbon monoxide, beep at them deliberately-jeer them. Why don’t I want to go a place I am supposed to get a degree from? What’s a degree? Does it define me? Why do I think I am a liar or a two faced loser without dignity to a few I know? Why do I think I deserved more? Why am I what I am? Why do people hide what can be seen? What is deceit? What is the grass always greener on the other side? Why course books? Why teachers? Why love? Why tears? Why music? Why do I have to watch ‘Bidai’ every night or ‘Mohe Rang De’? What’s a simulacrum? Why ‘Text and Audience’? What is faith, honesty or assurance? Why stars, nights and days? What happened to stories and words? What are dreams and what became of a few? Why ‘pack a pillow and leave’? Why read Metamorphosis and other stories? What’s an exam? Why the human body is designed so? Why do we need doctors? Why does Daniel Craig cross my mind? Why do planes fly? Why does the sun set? Why do I fall asleep? Why do I think my mind is at peace? Why do I take up useless journeys? Why must I speak and not embrace silence? Why do I live? Why? Why? …..
Categories: my ramblings
Tagged: Craig, Sharukh, why. philosophy







