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The sheer effrontery of the buffoons.

To put out trash like Varudu and then to dare call it a movie is but a sign of the metastasizing malignancy eating away at the innards of Telugu movies.

What were the clowns thinking, if these Tollywood simians are even capable of such hard tasks.

Stupid Shit
In its essence, Varudu is no more than the asinine account of a bridegroom (Allu Arjun) left stranded at the altar when his bride is kidnapped by a nut-case (Arya).

How our enraged groom hotfoots it to the kidnapper’s lair, rescues the girl, fights an army of villains, careens down mountains, jumps off bridges (the last three with his bride in tow) and ties the knot around the damsel’s neck is all there is to this stupid story interspersed, of course, with the customary sickening fight scenes and de rigeur silly song/dance sequences.

Here’s a Promise
Folks, if this piece of shit Varudu doesn’t turn into a mega disaster, we’ll abandon blogging, give back our U.S. passport and return to Incredible India to spend our winter years amidst all ye schmucks. ;) Continue reading »

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Thank God for the intermission (9.44PM ET now).

The movie is rubbish so far.

Given all that we have seen so far, we are not optimistic that the second half will be any different.

Unbelievable that they still make such drivel.

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What’s wrong with us?

Seriously, there must be something awfully wrong.

You don’t think anything’s wrong with us?

Well, how do you explain the fact that we are sitting in the cinema hall for the 8.15PM ET premiere show of Varudu waiting for the movie to start.

Did we not get punished enough with Arya 2 that we should go and watch yet another Allu Arjun film.

Directed by Gunasekhar, Varudu also features Kollywood star Arya, Suhasini Mani Ratnam, Ashish Vidyarthi, Sayaji Shinde and our eternal bete noire Brahmanandam.

There must be about 95 people in the theater.

Not a bad crowd considering it’s been raining the whole day and evening too.

God, have mercy on our soul.

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Varudu Review – Mind-blowing Garbage
Arya 2 Review – A Back-Alley Abortion

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We are shattered.

No, really.

Sob. sob. ;)

Swami Kamananda Nithyananda, the beacon of hope for several thousand Indian schmucks, has decided to deprive the morons of his darshan and opted for ‘spiritual seclusion’ after his sexcapades were recently aired on TV and online.

Here’s what the Tamil ‘Swamiji’ had to say on his spiritual sexclusion seclusion decision:

In view of the developments in the last three weeks following the media reports on me as the head of Dhyanapeetam, I had met some of the leading Acharyas of Hindu Dharma at Hardwar.

Briefing them about what is fact and what is fiction, and candidly discussing what had happened, I had sought their spiritual and moral support, guidance for me, and their views on the future course of Dhyanapeetam. I had also undertaken that I would act entirely in accordance with their counsel.

I have decided to live a life of Spiritual seclusion, for some indefinite time, to which the acharyas have agreed in principle.

…..Whenever, if required I will return and talk about all that had happened as an independent witness to my conduct with a clean heart and pure soul, and also in a less prejudiced atmosphere.


Path to Spiritual Sexclusion

Now, there’s no need to shed tears or feel sorry for the abandoned Indian masses. Continue reading »

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(For SI blog readers Trishna147 and GaneshKumar)

* Now we know where the Indian police thugs learned the infamous ‘aeroplane treatment’ they mete out to people in their custody.

* Now we know where the Yellow Monkeys (Chinese) learned the art of brutalizing its people.

* Now we know where the CIA goons learned water-boarding techniques.

* Now we know where countless barbarians everywhere learned the practice of inflicting electric shocks on their captives to extract information.

For all ye schmucks drooling on your French memories, The Battle of Algiers should come as an eyeopener.

A brilliant black and white movie (1966) on the Algerian resistance against the French colonialists during the 1950s, The Battle of Algiers is one of the finest movies we’ve seen in our life.

And we’ve seen a lot of movies, kiddo.

Narrated mostly in flashback, the movie starts with an obviously tortured Algerian prisoner surrounded by French soldiers.

The Algerian captive has been tortured so badly he can barely stand.

Fearful of more pain, does the poor Algerian have any choice but to obey the French soldiers and betray the hideout of Ali La Pointe, the last resistance leader left standing.

Muscular Story
The single star of The Battle of Algiers is the outstanding screenplay based on a true story of the resistance by Saadi Yacef.

Such is the vigor of the story that even the two characters with anything resembling stand-apart roles (Ali La Pointe and Col.Mathieu) don’t stand out. Really.

Although sympathetic to the cause of the resistance, The Battle of Algiers strives to take an even tone in addressing the brutality on both sides. Continue reading »

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Cinnamon is now closed

If like us you are a habitué at Indian restaurants in Manhattan, it’s hard to ignore the Curry Hill stretch on Lexington Avenue in NYC.

You can’t walk two steps in the neighborhood without tripping over an Indian restaurant – some good, some ugly and some horribly ugly.

So off we headed to NYC.

Shadowed by the watchful eyes of a dark-skinned Indian thug with simian features and porcine eyes, hired presumably by a no-good merdivorous pimp, we dined yesterday at Cinnamon, a newly opened Indian restaurant at 106 Lexington Ave (between 27th St and 28th St) in New York City.

Boy, did we strike gold with Cinnamon NYC.

Folks, for $9.95 the lunch buffet at Cinnamon is a steal. Not in the Copper Chimney league (you get a glass of wine too for the same price at Copper Chimney) but good nevertheless.

There was a slight drizzle in the air and the crowds had all gathered outside Saravana Bhavan, the South Indian vegetarian restaurant a block down the road. So Cinnamon was quiet with only one table occupied as we made our way inside.

Manna for Carnivore Desis
While there were a few vegetarian dishes on the buffet table, the place is more a manna for meat-lovers on the prowl for a decent Indian meal on the cheap.

From the small cubes of the Chicken 65 appetizer to the spicy-but-not-obscenely-spicy Chennai Chicken that had us returning for a second helping to the tangy Gobi Manchurian and flavorful Chicken Tikka Masala, Cinnamon is that rare Indian restaurant on the Lexington Ave strip in Murray Hill with a chef who knows his way around the kitchen.

Thank God. We are so tired of eating bad Indian food.

Oh, we almost forgot to tell you about the second appetizer – minced chicken and lamb patties.

Who needs crack cocaine with such juicy, heavenly patties! Continue reading »

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