There are two reasons why this movie might run away with the worst movie of the year - one, obviously its horrendous and two, its terribly long.   During all the Hurman - Priyanka interactions, I was initially shocked by the  amount of screen time Hurman's face was getting. Soon I realized that its because the camera was always behind  Priyanka's almost bare back.  I was half expecting Joe Pesci to pop up from somewhere and yell - "Wanna know my raashee? I dont know, you should #&*$ing know. Tell me smart guy, whats your raashee? Whats your #&*$ing raashee? What the  #&*$ is your  #&*$ing raashee?" or something on those lines.   The greatest achievement is this movie proved that Bollywood can come up with 12 different names for a girl - yes, who was that idiot who said there are no names other than Pooja, Sanjana, Tina, Simran and Anjali.  2-5-1-6-3-4  <-- Tarantino          1-11-3-7-4-5-8-6-12-2-9-10 <-- Gowarikar  You must be thinkin...
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