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With each new movie, Anushka Sharma's characters turn more s**ttish.
Bowing to gravity the top cover keeps slithering down, defying gravity the bottom vestments keep going up and demo'ing the geometric construction of an equilateral triangle the distance between the legs keep getting wider (during the dances).
Hey, what gives?
A short while ago, in Ladies vs Ricky Bahl we caught a glimpse of her character's pale 34B tits encased in a revealing black bikini, lavish display of silky-smooth thighs, well-toned, fleshy (almost) bare derriere, nice midriff, mostly bare-back etc.
Now if only her characters would drop those s**ttish 'he-he, see my tits and ass' antics and start acting, we'd be drooling.
In interviews, Ms.Sharma claims to work very hard.
At what, we wondered sopra voce and not without anger.
Certainly not at acting where restraint is not a word in Ms.Sharma's lexicon.
Far too often, in our not so humble opinion the gal's characters go overboard in the emoting department and the revealing deportment.
No Big Deal
No, we're not talking of Ms.Sharma's well-nourished assets now but of the movie Ladies vs Ricky Bahl.
No big deal, kiddo.
Truth be said, considering it was a Yash Raj production we'd already dialed G for Garbage before we forked out $10.50 T for Tickets.
Borrowing the basic premise of three wronged women out on a revenge mission from the Hollywood sophomoric drivel John Tucker Must Die (Jesse Metcalfe, Brittany Snow etc), Ladies vs Ricky Bahl's writer and producer Aditya Chopra makes enough changes to deflect charges of plagiarism but is ultimately unable to render a watchable movie.
We borrowed John Tucker Must Die from our county library and watched endured it yesterday.
Mon dieu, it was plain awful.
Ladies vs Ricky Bahl is no less trashy.
The three wronged high-school girls in the Hollywood film become the three wronged women in Ladies vs Ricky Bahl's.
In both versions, the wrong girls use a different gal to extract their revenge. The girl is Kate (Brittany Snow) in John Tucker Must Die and Ishika (Anushka Sharma) in Ladies vs Ricky Bahl.
The difference between the Hollywood and Bollywood productions is that in the English film the Casanova breaks the girls hearts, while in the Hindi version the rascal dupes the women of their money.
Midwifed by a sophomoric story and abetted by a bunch of crappy songs, some hideous dances, less than impressive acting, all ye get for sacrificing your time and money for the Bollywood version is 2 hours and 20-minutes of unendurable pain in the backside.
None of the girls, be it Parineeti Chopra (as the snarky Dimple Chaddha), Dipannita Sharma (the revenge planner Raina Parulekar) or Aditi Sharma (the mousy Saira Rashid) show much in the way of acting chops.
Like Anushka Sharma, they take up screen space, that's all they do.
What About Ranveer Singh?
Since we look at all young Bollywood males through the prism of that dodo Abhishek Bachchan, we'd written Ranveer Singh off.
Big mistake folks.
This Ranveer fellow can act and shows potential.
In the right hands (definitely not Aditya Chopra or his Jalebi-walla father Yash Chopra), the lad could climb the Bollywood ladder to stardom.
For us, the only enduring aspect of the movie was Ranveer Singh.
The rest, story, music and dancing was unvarnished junk.
But just as the wanton display of Ms.Sharma's assets did nothing for us the repeated flaunting of the hero's bare chest failed to stimulate us. Looked ugly!
Not Worth It
If the first 2-hours were stupid, the last 20-minutes was absolute nonsense.
The limp ending made no sense whatsoever.
As if the film's makers completely ran out of oxygen!
OMG, the last song (during the credits) with Anushka (displaying her thighs almost up to her mons veneris) and Ranveer tromping up and down was obscenely horrible.
Guys, if we've said it once we've said it a million times.
Yash Raj Films' pater familias Yash Chopra should leave the movie business to the professionals and spend the evening of his life minding a jalebi shop.
Folks, Ladies vs Ricky Bahl is just not worth it.
If you can move a mouse, you can ogle better 'assets' on the Internet for free than spend $10.50 to see Anushka Sharma's B-grade assets or Ranveer Singh's six-pack chest.
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