The coocoon and its Silk

Modern  vintage
is
velvet Bombay
stars abound
and story fails
as
it has to a times -cape
set
by
the progenitors
of this new
bollymove.

Bang on
new Indi Jazz
parts sizzle
like
the
crown of depiction.

No way to follow
narrative
as direction spills over pictorials
rave acting
and
controlled acts
dwell
long after the movie
is done.

Kudos
Ranbir
and Anoushka.

Ditto the crew
for damaging
sights
and Anurag for a new historical
jam with Trivedi in focus.

KK is
stoned
and
perfect.

Martin
shows
himself in the bang scenes
and disallows
the
perception of
suspension of disbelief.

The rating
is very high
because
it is novel as in new.

Under 15
not highly recommended
because it bores
the history
a
notch higher
than text.

Raveena
does
stand up show
and raises
the quotient notches high.

All in all
chill for the critics
and money for fans.

Wait for the
music and stills in the
seen mind
show
how
it is done.

RGV rethink cinema
as you as also
an
Icon.

And the debutant
reveals
a
character
like his own directorial mansions.

Bombay
no
longer
Velvet.