• There’s still nothing to take away from the movement this movie means to Hindi films. Missing it is your own entertainment loss. Given the director’s unfortunate commercial track-record with gems like Maqbool and Omkara, I really hope this time, ‘Vishal overcome!’

  • This is an altogether atmospheric film; the sorts where the sum of sweetly stirred parts and details is so much superior to the whole. How often do we watch a Mumbai movie whose setting alone we can smell from our seats. It’s the cheapest ticket to experience another place. We should feel lucky to have this.

  • One, a brilliant comedy and comment on the cultural divide and diversity of India. Two, a strong perspective on team and attitude building. Three, a sharp look at the manner in which all largely ‘unsponsored’ sports, besides cricket, is run in this country, where an international sports tournament is more a sarkari tour for its administrators. Four, a soft take on the under-estimated female brawn. Five, a timely point on unfair trials by the media. That’s five goals that I can count on my fingers straight. Not a bad game at all!

  • The anticipated result is a wonderfully crafted mall product; much of it goes well with the pop-corn. This is more or less what I felt the posters had promised. They just about meet those expectations. Be extremely wary of the hype though.

  • Golmaal, Jaane Bhi Do Yaaron, these are gigantic reference points for any film. This one lives up to them in substantial measure; I can’t think of a better compliment to pay.

  • You may, or may not be entirely convinced by Mehra’s phenomenally filmed, but rather far-fetched grand finale. But to me, it somehow worked, just as the competently and subtly structured screenplay (Renzil De’Silva, Mehra) that begins to breathe a life of its own. Thanks to a brilliant piece of photography (Binod Pradan) that never draws attention to itself, and a sizzling score (A R Rahman) that does. And above all, no doubt in my mind, Aamir, who exudes a rare candour, irresistible charm and characteristic charisma to take an inspirational subject to an altogether another level.

  • All said, given that every formula worth a ‘family film’ — about a young boy who meets a young girl as they live (or don’t live) happily ever after — has been flogged to death, this fresh, sparkling and lively resurrection that can at least hold you for the paid-up hours deserves the see-grade. Don’t expect a classic, but I think you should go for it.

  • As for the lead protagonist Khan (brilliant), let’s just say, in an entire career that spans a string of no-brainer, schmaltzy cinema hot off the shelves of Bollywood’s money-making masala stores, this is by far the most significant film he’s done yet. For this is another inspiring account of what self-empowered underdogs can accomplish through sheer zeal and phenomenal focus. I cannot think of a better film for the longest that deserved a stronger recommendation for both touring cinemas of India’s villages, and plush multiplexes of Mumbai or Manhattan. Finally, an honest, fine example of an unfortunately debunked, bastardised term called ‘crossover’.

  • An old-fashioned love tale for the tear-ducts. Which, I must pleasantly note, still holds and very mildly moves you.

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