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Cliches in Hindi Movies

Bollywood is the largest film making ecosystem in the world in terms of gross tonnage it outputs.  Most of it is not fit for any consumption.

A lot of it relies on overly used cliches and meaningless dialog never seen in real life.  Here are my chosen few -


  • Excessive use of the word 'janab' to signify a male - nobody I know calls out to another male using this moniker
  • Use of badly tuned violins - this psychotic music accompanies so called emotional dialog between two moronic actors, usually belaboring a heartbreak or loss of life situation
  • Maa used in an overly emotional way - nobody I know uses it if at all as people have moved on to calling their mother as Mom, Mama, Mummy, Hey, Yaar, or maaji where they cling to some ideological frame of reference of respecting their elders 
  • Hey Bhagvaan - as in the call to the lord almighty - really?  This is another of those idiotic calls made by a variety of actors spanning a variety of age groups but with no clear logic of what it is supposed to mean
  • 'Aisa hargiz nahin ho sakta' to mean this is impossible - and time and again the protagonist defies all odds to make IT possible.  As in wed a woman /man not from their religion, or turn out to be a serial rapist or killer, or be a lost twin that miraculously surfaces against all odds
  • Singing and frolicking among venues ranging from Orchards (non existent in all of India - esp for singing for the common man), city streets, places of worship, beachfront, forts with slippery surfaces that look neglected due to lack of sense and money (for the agency supposed to maintain historic ruins)
  • Gaudy and continuously revealing clothing - not worn by everyday woman - such unusual attire begs the question if these are superwomen - like no one ever saw (Superman) a guy wearing a cape in real life.

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