Bombay Talkie

Or "Why The British Should Never Be Allowed Near Bollywood." ▼

Ugh. I didn't know Merchant Ivory films could be that bad. It was made in the seventies. Perhaps that explains it.

I don't know what to say about this movie. Everything starting getting hazy for me the minute I saw Helen dancing on a gigantic red typewriter (which the directors thought was a beautiful allegory for life and I thought looked dumb as hell).

I got this movie in the hopes that I could learn something about Bollywood film in the sixties and seventies. I was so wrong.

Favorite Moments: Opening credits, guru playing ping-pong.