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The best film of the last few weeks has been Les Meilleurs Amis du Monde (The Best Friends in the World). I loved this one so much. It made me cry big fat tears; the guy sitting across the aisle from me in the flight was most amused. It was funny, and sad and sweet. This one is about two sets of married-couple friends: one couple+son is visiting the other(+son) in their shiny new holiday home. While on the way the visitiing couple accidentally hear what their hosts really think about them when one of their phones redials by mistake. The weekend is a series of plotted and then later un-planned disasters. I would definitely watch this one again. Plus it had a llama. I like movies with llamas.

Last week I watched Phas Gaya re Obama. Which I'm glad I went to, despite my misgivings. Except for the female-Gabbar Singh gang bits, where all these women had sex with men to torment them (where do I even begin to talk about how annoying this was) the movie was pretty funny. It could have been a bit shorter. But the end was great. And I haven't enjoyed the second half of a Hindi film as much as I enjoyed the latter part of this, in a really long time.

In comparison Band Baaja Baaraat had much less going for it- one very pretty girl, with lots of pretty clothes, a very attractive scruffy boy, lots of Delhi-city references and one catchy song are more than other people are peddling these days (Tees Maar Khan?!)- but it could have been a much much better movie. I am partial to movies that reference Delhi University. I could also watch a whole movie about DU hostels and faffing about north camous; and this movie started off with this which is why I have decided to like it, despite being most annoyed with the patchy end. And the heroine's propensity to try and solve all her problems by calling the hero an ass. I oculd also have done without the overlong body-glitter song shot against the Jodhpur Palace. Jodhpur and Delhi are my two favourite movie locations, and I love it when they get worked into the story in the way this film did. For this I will overlook the boring yellow-flower petalled song. But there are only so many trades that one can make before categorising a film as vaguely disappointing- which is what this one was.