Abbas-Mustan have always left me wishing I was a Bollywood star. The duo make acting seem so darn easy. Wear leather. And glitter. Strike several poses. Walk in slow mo. Stare vacantly into the camera. Deliver lines impassively. Shake your bottom to some random song. Travel half the world for shooting all this. And get paid for it too.
But being a Bollywood star is a distant dream. So, as a viewer I thank A-M for starting 2012 on such a spectacularly, sublimely silly note. Players gave me what I was looking so hard for: laughter! Unintended or otherwise, it’s a riot. Try as hard as I may I can’t get serious about it but I do treasure some of its priceless gems. Here’s an anthology of precious moments/characters from Players: