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The moviee - The real luv story

Love him or hate him. You just can’t ignore him. That has been the case of our music director turned singer turned pop-star turned actor Himesh Reshammiya. So, when his debut movie Aap ka Surroor (based upon one of his music albums with same name) released, it was bound to be in the news. Last Friday a group of nearly 15-20 people, including me went to catch this magnum opus. The promos offered an ample scope for masala in the movie, and that was the main reason for going to see it, rather than catching some good cinema! We all decided to wear caps to PVR, but only a handful followed the dress code. My cap coupled with unshaven looks made me appear like a true Himesh fan, and I felt proud of it, especially when I was about to watch a probably classic!

The entry of the hero with a song As-salaam-walaikum generated a tremendous applause. He sang each and every song in the movie, apart from chanting Gayatri mantra and Dard e Dil from Karz. Nearly every dialogue he said generated the applause. Many a times the applause was preceded by screams of “Taaliyan” and we all obliged. The dialogues generated applause, the music did, the fight sequences did, and the cameraman did (esp. when he focused on Himesh’s cap!). Few sequences stand apart in the movie. One of them is the fight sequence towards the climax of the movies where 3 autos (in Germany!) fight the German cars which also included the likes of BMWs! And the songs had us joining the chorus, and at times dancing to tunes (though we were firmly seated in our seats even while dancing).


This was one of the movies where someone sharing the screen with Mallika sherawat managed to get more applause than Mallika. The fight sequences were as bizarre as possible. The love story was as clichéd as possible. There were scenes where Himesh was beaten badly, but he never compromised with his cap. Then there was an awesome fight sequence in the roads of Germany, and the confessions of the villain, which was aired live on TV … and the heroine watched it from her ‘shaadi ka mandap’! . But the scene that stands out was the one in the end where our hero takes out his cap. That was the scene of the movie, it seemed and stood a class apart (maybe in the league of “kitne aadmi the” in Sholay!). And suddenly after that there was Mehbooba Mehbooba track from Sholay, and the movie ended! We came out of the cinema hall with some great memories and a pain in hands resulting from excessive applauses. And for us, those two and a half hours were total paisa wasool.


While reading this, it might seem that there was nothing great in the movie. But see the movie and experience the magic. And, as I say … It is often quite entertaining to watch a complete nonsensical potboiler like this one, with a frame of mind tailor made to watch an out and out stupidish movie like Aap Ka Surroor. Caps off to you … Himesh!

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  1. Hahahahaa... I remember a friend strongly recommending the movie, saying, u cant b possibly missing this one!! :P

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