Friday Sporadics

Time to unwind.

To start with, Potter’s out — phew — and like every other Bangalore muggle (mugglorean?) in town, I’m dying to watch. If nothing, my favorite character in the series — Sirius Black — makes his exit in the Order of the Phoenix.

Speaking of the Unforgivable Curses, here’s a quick guide on how to cast them. You can lookup instructions for the Cruciatus curse here, or you could simply watch J.B.J, ‘coz they both have the same effect — inflicting excruciating pain. And if that wasn’t enough, here’s Avada Kedavra for dummies, or you could simply watch A.K.S., ‘coz like the curse, it leaves you lifeless.

But I have other intentions this weekend. Disguised ones. Yes — you guessed right — Naqaab.

So I’ve always thought of Abbas-Mustan as the sine-wave, ‘coz when it comes to filming, they either scrape the trenches or hit it big. Points in my case — an awesome Baazigar, followed by the uninspiring Daraar. Bobby Deol’s performance (and hairdo) in Soldier turned a few heads, while Baadshah turned out to be a lame mutation of a Bond flick and a stereotype cop-comedy. Chori Chori Chupke Chupke had all the ingredients of success: Rani, Preity, a shirtless Salman and a plot that was rather interesting.

And then, the purple patch — Ajnabee and Humraaz. In a long time, I actually looked at Bollywood churning out damn good thrillers, after RGV resurrected what the Ramsays buried. Besides, Ajnabee had Bips playing seductress — reason enough to watch.

After which, the duo lost it. Tarzan? 36 China Town? The only thing that kept Aitraaz afloat at the box-office was Priyanka Chopra, but then again — that’s an undue advantage, since she’s apparently armed with the best legs in the business.

For old time’s sake, here’s wishing Abby and Musti a good ride at the box office this weekend.