Montag, 7. Juni 2010
Dear Mr Khan,
I just came back from the movies where I paid four Euros for a Sneak Preview. That means i did't know what I was going to see. If I knew before, I wouldn't have paid for it. You know, I'm just not a big fan of you, I am a prejudiced non-Bollywood-movie-watcher.
After we had been half way through "My name is Khan" I was about to write a letter. "Dear Mr Khan, this was your first try to win my favor: ...And you blew it!"
But then suddenly, you pulled out the cheapest and cheesiest tricks from the movie bag of tricks, made my cry for an hour straight, made my heart wrinkled like a dry plum, used all what's in there like love, death, discrimination and loss.
Your still on the "maybe on a rainy Sunday if there is nothing else on TV"-movie list, but with the emotional breakout you made me experience, you deserve **.
Lucky you, the stimulating music and beloved San Francisco bring you another *.
"My name is Khan" (2010) - ***