UMRAO JAAN: HM.. no.. jaan

With the host of remakes in the run, I read an interesting article about Umrao Jaan remake. The bottomline, the review said, was that there is Aish as UMRAO looks beautiful with no JAAN in her. This line seem to have said it all.

The classic has been remade only to get such pathetic comments. It is disgusting to see Aishwarya as beauty without brains while the original Umrao in history, is known only for her brains though she lacked beauty.

Watch this clipping of Rekha in Umrao jaan and how delicately she conveys her feelings.

Similarly, Don is such a pathetic remake. Despite being a great fan of Shah Rukh Khan, I have to admit that the film stands no match to the original version. The characters are weird and for some reason, Shah Rukh fails to shine.

I saw an interesting review on TV sometime ago about how these remake makers are already branding their films as superhits just on the second week of their release. The justification that the distributors give is that the since the producer gets back his investment in the first week of collection itself, it actually does not matter to them if the film actually runs for the second week or not. Hm.. so much for their craving for superhits.

Comments

Unknown said…

If you are remaking a film, there has to be something more or new in it. But the new Umrao jaan has nothing new, and in fact, less to offer.
I am not a fan of shah rukh. His dialogue delivery needs much to be desired. And he is no patch on amitabh. Shah Rukh is nowhere near him in dialogue delivery and diction.
Now let us see what RGV does in sholay. At least there is something new. The hero of the original is the villian in the remake.

4:11 PM

Tulaja said…

Classics, whatever they be, are best left untouched.

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