The Bhatt of all jokes...

I always believed that some things are too retarded to be true; that things like boogie monsters, vampires and Karan Johar are all figments of our collective imagination created to serve some unholy purpose like keeping our curiosity in check. And yet everyday, I come across at least one moron who depends on this sort of bulls**t to make a living. The man in question today is one who comes out of the darkness of his own mind every couple of months with his latest three-headed love-child of a movie. Vikram Bhatt.

His latest mess is a movie called 1920, set in….yes, you guessed it…1920. It’s plot, which is probably the only real ghost in the movie, revolves around an abandoned house which is cursed. Slow down there champ. The power of your imagination might just burst a nerve in your brain. It’s really doing overtime these days huh? And of course, now is the time for the love-struck couple to enter and test the curse once again. They want to tear down the place and build a hotel but the house has other ideas. It wants to open an all night pool parlour.

And so, this wonderful new path in movie making winds on and on as evil battles with love over and over again until one of the two finally has enough and gives in. With a music score by Adnan Sami and lyrics by Sameer, it promises to be a three-hour death-ride that only a**holes like the director will sit through and applaud.