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PK - film review

PK equates to a Hindi phrase to mean Drunk.  As in Intoxicated.


It tells the tale of an alien in human like form that lands on this rock and wanders around baffled by many a thing that he (we assume it is a 'he' since there is no discussion of the sexes or even a concept of gender from where the alien hails) observes as the goings on of earthlings.


Part public service announcement and part love story it is a 2.5 hour saga that I must say I watched till the end.  Such a behavior was partly influenced by my daughter's willingness to not only sit through the viewing but an admiration for the content (that of the takeaway) included therein.


She gives it two thumbs up.  I could have done with a version that lasted half as long but hey at least they scored on getting a product out that for the natives in India should resonate or at least kick off a thinking process of self evaluation.


The story metaphorically critiques the long standing practice among the Indian masses of ritualistic idol worship for everything from obtaining a new offspring with certain dimensions and gender to its eventual success in the world.


It takes a swipe at many other burning issues involving religion based politics et al and integrates narrative that officially makes it a masala chick flick in the form of a love interest that is the modern face of Indian youth.  I am not sure about that since I never saw anyone that looked like the people shown in my recent India travels.


Location shoot was largely in north India and Belgium who must have offered some incentives to the producers but the story line was predictable for the most part.  The director's earlier work called 'Three Idiots' that dealt with social issues also was a more enjoyable product than this one but much better than the usual drivel that Bollywood doles out.

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