I like the way things are going. We got Chronicles of Failure coming back Friday. We got some political stuff going. We’re thinking about life more. Life it fucking good.

But there are a few things I need.

1. More writers

-I got a lot of friends that constantly bombard me with cool stories and talking bout movies. Come on niggas, I could use your ass here 😛

-And it’s hard to have political/Movie debates by yourself. You always lose.

2. Those of you with Skype

– I have some interesting guests lined up for podcasts. If you got Skype and wanna shoot the shit with me, just holler.

Let’s do it!

A little movie called Slumdog Millionare opened up the world of Bollywood to western audineces. It gave me some hope that there are actually movies from that country that DON’T SUCK. When I heard there was going to be a Kung-Fu musical… why shouldn’t a guy get excited.

After putting it off for over a year, I sat down to watch Chandi Chowk to China.

I’m an idiot.

The concept of the movie is okay. Lovable loser stumbles (mistakenly) into thinking he’s going to be a king or something… but it turns out people think he’s some great warrior. Opps.

Yes… that is the first 2 hours of the movie. Literally. I LOVE the concept. But it shouldn’t take you 2 hours to get to that point. There was a love story sorta going on in there too… I’m not really sure.

Granted, there were a few decent musical numbers in there (not Slumdog good of course) but they’re not enough to fill the 30 minutes or so between actual fight scenes.

The movie picks up a lot in the last twenty minutes when our hero gains his powers, but it’s far too late for the film.

Though it has a few great moments, it doesn’t justify the 2 hour 30 minute runtime. I just wanted to grab my blankie and go to sleep. Kind people, go watch Kung Fu Hustle instead.

D+