For some
reason from the poster you could tell it was going to be as authentic as a
microwave Balti or a motorway service station Chickken Tikka. microwave Balti or a motorway service station Chicken Tikka.
think of all this I guess its good for exports and helps finance the space
programme. I think what made me put my
Pin pass in the slot was the fact that it was made by the producers of Bridget
Jones Diary. The surprise international
hit of 2001 thanks largely to cheap air travel giving non-Brits more of an
insight into the national psyche.
A good
kick-off with an in-vogue mass dance scene and it lead me to think that given
that the curry house has become a commodity and profits are low perhaps they
should branch out into full evenings with music and dancing and yes perhaps
some philosophy thrown in but would the Saracens veteran third XV get the
point somehow I doubt it. Anyway just an idea but remember to invite me to
the opening I even pay my own bills.
Onto the
main plot and it begins in an Indian village where the local dance teacher and heartthrob
is seduced by the power of The Big Apple thanks to the regular letters from his
mate in New York. He arrives and yes
you've guessed it thinks aren't what they seem and after a disastrous debut as
a curry waiter he accepts a part in a porn movie. Don't knock it as it is a well trodden route to the top particularly
among eighties pop icons and Blue Peter presenters.
On the set
things don't live up to expectations but his leading lady takes pity on him and
offers some coaching lessons. Later on
a real guru is taken ill so the actor to be is forced to step in at the last
minute and tries to improvise with the tips he has just picked up. This is a huge success with his mixed aged
group audience because after all you never stop learning.
The thing
snowballs and soon a night on Broadway has been organised as well as the usual
chat show appearances and yes a book deal.
The familiar
English (not British, not UK, not
Scottish or Welsh) West End bedroom farce plot climaxes in a wedding scene
lifted directly from Zus en Zo with a concession to the US marriage laws
in that only one of the couples gets married. Plagiarism is nothing
new of course and no stranger to this site but with the writers available the
could at least come up with something more original.
I hated it
as it did have potential but was let down by poor cutting and pandering to
current fashions To describe this as a piece of elephant shit (not rude in
Holland) would be a disservice to elephant shit as if you can get hold of some
is excellent for the garden particularly roses and strawberries but I guess
the only surprise is that film makers have waited so long before attempting to
cash in on the curry boom. Next time
get the team from Goodness Gracious Me they know what they are doing. Its luck they don't go on a 24 hour strike
and shut down the country.