After much hype, and much talk, I relented and saw Delhi 6. I walked out maybe 10 minutes before it ended, because the movie just did not end. And for some reason it was full of religious propaganda. And Delhi, Chandni Chowk, is not Haryana. People do not speak Haryanvi there. People do not discriminate by caste there. Not now. Maybe 15 years ago. Not now. Police is not evil. Delhi police is amongst the most helpful in India. Coarse, rugged, but they work. Yes, there are cases where they go wildly wrong and misuse their power, but not as blatantly and as regularly as shown. And women in Chandni Chowk wear jeans.

And, if the director felt he should show negatives of every religion, then there should be equal emphasis on all sides, not biased in a bid to please some fagments. If relegious propaganda is what is the motive of the movie, the director should have the guts to be true.

The Movie should have been called 'The monkey man episodes' and not the loving slang used by people of Chandni Chowk - 'Dilli 6'. Because its more about an alleged monkey-man murderer, which was rampant almost 10 yearsago, and religion than about the people, and even less about the accidental love story.

There is no scope of reminiscing and liking whats shown about the city - it is too matter of fact a portrayal. Snapshots do not a story make. And the best actor of the movie has a total of 15 minutes on-screen time. OK maybe 20. Abhishek Bacchhan needs to spruce up - in looks and acting (really, too much beard). And Sonam Kapoor deserves more. The pigeon and she fight for screen space it seems, and both excel. As compared to the rest.

But. I loved the music. After ages Rahman has given music that is nice. Music you dont have to 'get used to'. Which is true for most of his songs. And for the past few years, they have definitely not even grown on me. However, after a long time he has given a really nice score. And it was needed. Afterall, there are some decent songs in Indian movies now.

This weekend I saw Oye Lucky! Lucky Oye! At home, on DVD.
Alas.
I wish I had watched it in the theatre like Chankaya. The movie is the only Guy Ritchie equivalent for Indian cinema. (And thats some accolade.)
The movie drips Delhi. Nothing but Delhi. And whether you like the city or not - you will remember it by this movie in all its charm. Its grisly feel, its underhand manners, the politics, the warmth, the laconic attitude and the accent. Right from the Mercedes to the Maruti 800's from the wall-to-wall buildings of Old Delhi to the stand alone rock-walled structures of South Delhi Elites, from stage shows for truckers to Discos and...the brilliant, brilliant, brilliant dialogues.
Who cares where the money is coming from as long as its coming in, right? OLLO signifies just that. The Man-with-the-silver-tongue walks away with anything, repeat anything just to live the dream he has seen others live.
His milestones are set higher and higher, just like anyone else with huge ambition - and he can only steal them. He has no loving family of his own and so his house has stolen photographs. The only real thing is what he says, and his girlfriend. At some level, the story is sad. But the fast pace, the excellent dialogues and their delivery, and the charm of the movie sweep you away. The director Dibakar Banerjee does not waste a single moment narrating what a picture can do and tells whole sequences in photographs, borrowing well from Run Lola Run and of course, the famous Guy R flicks Snatch and LS & 2 B

The name of the chrackter (character) could not have been more Delhi, and instances like:
Old sick woman in other room- 'Kaun?'
Lucky the thief - 'Main Lucky Chaiji'
Chaiji - Oh, Lucky! kaise ho beta?
Lucky - bas badiya chaiji, aap kaise hain? dawai kha li na?
Chaiji- haan beta, bas chal raha hai
*lucky walks off with TV and a car*
Chaiji - Lucky? kaun lucky?

The panache, the readiness with which Lucky responds and the way in which other characters reply - it makes the movie one of its kind in Bollywood. I'm delighted it was made. The movie has a heartbeat, it has Pace and it has character...and, Style. No one is an actor in it. The movie rolls them all into itself.

If you have ever stepped in Delhi and met even an Auto Driver, I recommend OLLO to you.
Im watching it again. OLLO was a healthy dose of nostalgia combined with a charming, heart touching no-story.