Fitoor

What a perfect title to a movie that cant be understood until you have lived some of that madness! This was a long pending one. The songs were so deep & I remember enjoying it with someone & we promised ourselves we would watch it. Its been so many years later that I managed to keep my promise. ARK is a dream. He has the perfect expressions. He never fails to impress... be it Aashiqui 2, Malang or fitoor. Fitoor is like a painting on a canvas. Only Katrina's plastic face gets in the way a bit. (Plastic in more ways than one - not only heavily modified, plastic-surgeried but also plastic in terms of lack of expressions. It annoys me because she was so beautiful naturally). That just reminded me of another annoying plastic face I watched recently under the pretext of a biopic. Bollywood's favorite topic - Nepotism, is good fodder for blogging but not today. Not to take away from fitoor. There were a couple of points in the movie that ... just struck a chord... somewhere... Some words make you see reality in a more poetic way. "Ab Khud se aazaadi to sirf maut hi de sakti hai... ya phir ishq". So beautifully written!

Alvida Noor! Zinda rahein to phir milenge...