Picking up from my last post, I've been reminiscing about the glory days of Bollywood. The "glory days" is a term I use to describe the period {late eighties to late nineties] where I was OBSESSED with Madhuri, Sridevi, Juhi the Khans and the mega-hits associated with the aforementioned.
I feel kind of disappointed and betrayed by the way the industry is molding its movies and actors this past decade. There is something so unoriginal, distasteful and downright annoying about the characters and stories in the post-20th century films. Is it too much to ask for movie-makers to stop injecting/forcing Western culture into every plot, sub-plot, dance number and personality trait? Or to forego standing on line for the last American Rom-Com to come out on DVD, copy it, and then triple its length? Why does every picture feel like a walking advertisement for the latest {Western} trends (in fashion and now music)?
Call me old-fashioned and traditionalist but I miss the tackiness and camp of Hindi-cinema back in those "glory days." Somehow the stories were more sincere back then, more relatable. I'm sad that the rest of the world is being increasingly exposed to today's Bollwyood.
Ah well, maybe this is how the generation before me felt about the stuff that I liked. This classic clip from Khal Nayak, for example, was considered the most taboo of them all. Oh have the times changed.
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dittooo! i miss the times when watching shahrukh khan movies was worth itt blehh
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