Ek Chhotisi Love Story

This movie is so awful doesn't make sense at all such slow scenes to it through although the sexual ones were enjoyable but i just hate this movie it's just bad what world does Shashilal Nair live in first he makes a movie like one 2 ka 4 and now this bull it's just bad mostly the scenes drone on and on on what Manisha Koirala does and well that's just what the movie is about senseless scenes less dialogues just a plain bad movie about a director (Nair) to get the fun out of Manisha Koirala's body and movements just a plain bad movie on a director who's hard to understand Shashilal Nair please get a life and pay attention to what you do in your movies because clearly you just make a movie and give people the idea that just pass their 2 hours by on watching bull in the cinema

The controversy about "Ek Chhotisi Love Story" seems to overshadow the discussion about its quality. Many people thought the sex scenes are too daring. Others believed, the relationship between a 15 year old boy and a 26 year old woman is a very evil thing. I leave everyone his/her moral, but it seems rather strange in a country where marriages with minors are still being arranged. But ... that's somehow off topic.

I want to talk about the film, not morals. And sadly, there's not much good to report. The movie is lensed in a stylish low budget way. You get lots of monochrome colors and hand held camera appeal. That adds to the voyeuristic flavor since the plot revolves around Aditya (15) who is in love with a woman (26) he watches from his window. The first ten minutes have no dialogue. And no quality. The director tries to make us connect with Aditya by showing us exactly what he sees. By making us the voyeur. What works in theory, doesn't work here. Not at all. The woman didn't fascinate me. She bored me. And if that happens, one can not relate with the boy's feelings - and that's all the director wanted to achieve in the first place.

But it's not all lost. The second half, when the boy finally makes contact with the woman, is an improvement. Nice to see an actress (it's actually Manisha Koirala from "Dil Se") having a couple of kilos more than your average supermodel. And her scenes with the boy are interesting and daring - in a dialogue way. A lot of the more daring stuff is hinted at or talked about. Not seen. But "ECLS" doesn't know how to continue. Actually, it doesn't even know how to end. The little momentum the film gets when the two meet gets lost quickly and it ends boring. Thus leaving the viewer with a bad overall experience.

And now, what about the sex, huh? Much ado about nothing. Really, seriously. I was laughing when I saw the scenes. Not because they were bad, but because they were tame. Yes, they were rather daring for a traditional Bollywood movie, but come on! How could anyone get all angry about the movie because of those scenes? They don't even involve the boy. Not that they should - but I was truly shocked by the people who hear that someone heard that something bad was in some movie - and promptly start a riot. Why not invest that energy somewhere useful? Well, I'm digressing again. That's perhaps because "ECLS" is not really worth a lot of words. I appreciate that it's not conventional. But it's not good either. So it gets a

4/10

Dude, this movie totally sucked. You should've seen the trailer which made it seem so philosophical and so touching and so heart breaking. You'd run to the nearest place this movie was screening after that to see what happened? Nothing of what you expect is found in this movie. Its completely tuned towards lust and sex rather than what the tagline says, for both the boy and the girl. You'd think that the writer at least came up with a good idea but could'nt pull it off, so deserves a little bit of credit. Wrong. This movie's director and writer has completely ripped off another western movie's plot and idea, as well as the story.

This film is at the center of controversy, which seems to benefit everyone, including the filmmakers, whose film is a genuine hit. The controversy is courtesy of a couple of glimpses of a bottom that the lead actress Manisha Koirala claims to not be hers but that of a body double. Sure, Manisha comes off a bit curvaceous in the picture, but the extra weight only adds to the drama of her character. The main storyline appears lifted straight out of Kieslowski's "A short film about love," which was one of the films in his "Decalogue." It's a sensitive, well-directed story of a pubescent boy (Aditya Seal) who steals a telescope and spies on the life of an older woman in the building across from his. The boy falls in love with this single woman, who leads a rather unfulfilled life. The boy's naive, platonic feelings clash against the weary, wrinkled persona of Manisha's character. The film does consider the love of the flesh, but in tasteful, meaningful sequences that make the audience feel an emotion deeper than the rage of the chauvinist, sex-starved provocateurs that have brought violence to this film's screenings. Perhaps, they are rioting at the film's measured pace and lack of musical numbers, but what else could they expect from a film inspired by Kieslowki? Just think what they will do when Bollywood starts lifting films from Godard and Tarkovsky? That's the real danger to world peace.

This movie is an assault to the senses and an insult to intelligence. Crappy Bollywood thieves churn out senseless copies of foreign classics, sans all their dignity, artistic value and finesse. As if murdering Hollywood movies wasn't enough, they are now gleefully mutilating avant garde European filmmakers like Kieslowski and Antonioni. The less said about the actors the better. What else can you expect from mindless copycats? Bollywood stinks! They don't even have the decency to acknowledge the originals. With the amount of money at their disposal, Bollywood guys could have made better movies. At least they are financially much better off than their Iranian, Romanian and Turkish counterparts. But it is the the utter lack of imagination and creativity that afflicts the filmmakers in this part of the world. The exceptions to this (Satyajit Ray, Mrinal Sen and a few other such people) have always been relegated to the periphery of the popular cinema circles of India. Truly unfortunate.