BAS ITNA SA KHWAB HAI

Yet another forgettable movie from Abhishek. Don't see this movie
if you're paid to do so.

In brief the story is about a hopelessly witless Sooraj (Abhishek)
who is headed out to amchi Mumbai for further studies. His idol
in life being Naved Ali (Jackie Shroff) the media moghul who sits in
front of a gazillion TV screens a la Sliver (sharon stone). Since he
can't bear anyone actually seeing his pathetic scrapbook, he runs a
stupid race to the college bell and back. This impresses our leading
belle (get the connection - bell and belle ?). The leading lady being
Pooja (Rani Mukherji). Both have an abundant enthusiasm, totally
unbacked by talent, for running 100m dashes. Sooraj then ends up
saving an inspector while sacrificing his chance to win the
scholarship to Harvard since he couldn't make it to the race which
he needed to win to make it to Harvard (hmmm !!!).

Here the story takes a turn. For the worse. Naved makes a hero
out of our dimwit Sooraj handing him the entire business of the
new TV channel. Meanwhile Suraj get's more distant from Rani . . .
. . . yada yada yada ! Also, we have Naved's right-hand (and what
else) woman Lara (Sushmita Sen) swooning silently for Sooraj. Yeah
right !

The last hour of the movie goes straight down Cliche Street. Some
more yada yada yada and a happy ending.

Now here are the re-views:

	Oye ! Carl Lewis ki pungi baja denge. Some psychedilic vision that Sooraj has about succeeding. Our directors are getting weirder day by day.
	"This is my crap book. Oye scrap book yaar ! It contains a whopping 4 pictures ! "
	"Look Mom, I'm headed out to Bombay. I can't watch over you so you'll have to kick the dope habit yourself."
	"We were the two most gorgeous characters in this movie. If only we had a few more dialogues. We'd have ousted these so called lead actors."
	Famous alumni from the college - Naved Ali and Jaspal Bhatti !
	Sooraj catches Pooja trying to tie his shoelaces together. Rani get's her hands free with the Sunny hul "Ye dhai kil oka haath agar kissi pe . . ."
	"Whoa ! Relax dude ! I got my butt kicked in Mohabbattein. And here I am for a repeat performance. Now we'll run a silly race for that bell and, you win and sweep that dumb Pooja off her feet. OK got it ?"
	Sweety Uncle arguing with the director about not getting to molest any girls in this movie !
	"Hi ! I'm the dada of this college. They call me Pinki." "Man I was this close to getting my hands on Karisma in Zubeida. Here I am for another 'aa bail, mujhe maar' role"
	Sooraj teaching Pooja the 100m dash start. "But first, we must play a game of Akkad Bakkad Bumbai Bo, Poore Nabbe Assi Sau"
	"Mundi neeche, g.nd ooper, bhaag !"
	"Don't look so puzzled, it just makes you look worse." "I'm Lara. I'll wear the silliest pairs of glasses you've ever seen and talk to you for the remainder of the movie in an accent out of hell. I'll do the one item number, fall for you even though you look like cabbage and in the end make a sacrifice that strangely feels like a gain."
	"Look Mom, I know you haven't come to Bombay to take care of me. You heard it was easier to get your hand on dope here, right ?"
	"What are my plans for tonight ? What sort of a question is that ? Can't you see this hot babe standing next to me ? What do you think anybody in his right mind would do
	"Look Sooraj, don't you think the media is overdoing this bit about making a hero out of you. I mean, you know what you look like, this film line isn't for you, right ?"
	These are real hon' ! So are elves and goblins.
	"Ladies and Gentlemen, the first rule of efective presentation skills is to keep walking between the projector and the screen so that your audience can't see the crap you're selling them"
	"Look at me. Even you can make it in Bollywood."
	"Look there really isn't a choice between you and Sush. I mean who wrote this dumb story ? My character Sooraj would be in bed with Lara if this were a twit realistic."
	"What the f... am I doing in this movie. Damn ! I wanted Sush's role." "Please, please, please watch Simply South"
	"Ouch ! That hurt. Must have pulled something. They shouldn't be making me dance at my age."
	"Listen here, we both know what he looks like. So why don't we draw straws and the looser has to keep him."
	Sir, would you like fries with that ? (hint: sauce)
	Sooraj takes a dip in the Ganges. "Aji sunthe ho, aapke nipples dikh rahe hain. zara dhak lo."