Time Pass is Time Wasted

Take a social issue, distort and exaggerate it significantly; cast upstart actors who cannot even spell the word ACTING much less perform it; ensure there is absolutely no story, even accidentally; choreograph vulgar dance numbers with tawdry lyrics and you have the formula for many of the Indian movies. But, Time Pass has one-upped all the other movies in using this formula.

The movie's title made me very suspicious and but I still rented the emetic. We had a potluck at home and renting a Hindi movie seemed like an acceptable common denominator. Also, we did not want to be branded as "that weird couple who watch dense movies".

The hero looks more feminine than the heroine. The heroine is an imporobably innocent Bombayite with an irritating and unpredictable giggle. The only vocal function the hero's mother seems to be capable of is blood-curdling shrieks. But thankfully, we never got to watch the movie with the guests. Paavana and I ended up watching it alone.