1. Love Games box office collection: Vikram Bhatt’s adult thriller earns Rs 1.47 cr on opening day

Love Games box office collection: Vikram Bhatt’s adult thriller earns Rs 1.47 cr on opening day

Vikram Bhatt's adult thriller Love Games fails to impress as its box office collections on Friday remain paltry at Rs 1.47 crore.

By: | New Delhi | Published: April 9, 2016 2:57 PM
Love Games box office collection: Vikram Bhatt's adult thriller Love Games fails to impress as its box office collections on Friday remain paltry at Rs 1.47 crore. Love Games box office collection: Vikram Bhatt’s adult thriller Love Games fails to impress as its box office collections on Friday remain paltry at Rs 1.47 crore.

Love Games box office collection: Vikram Bhatt’s adult thriller Love Games fails to impress as its box office collections on Friday remain paltry at Rs 1.47 crore. As the movie did not get a thumbs up review from the expert fraternity, it is likely to be low scorer on the box office chart despite next two days being Saturday and Sunday.

Love Games has also to contest with The Jungle Book which has been released on Friday and is off to a good start with Rs 9.76 cr.

Bollywood flicks are now all grown up and all, featuring femme fatales and f*** buddies, and threesomes. Wow. Bolly Love is no longer pure. It is all about playing the game. Said femme fatale (Patralekha), hereinafter called FF, to seen sucking lots of lip with f*** buddy (Gaurav Arora) whom we will call FB, are stalkers. Said game is all about toting new victims into the sack, one with FF, the other with FB. The first one past the past is the winnah. Double wow.

Bolly mums are no longer the best. FF and FB are not really bad people. Both have had traumatic childhoods. One’s mommy didn’t rescue her from an abusive uncle; the other one’s mum ran away. Oh these bad, bad mothers, look what they make their poor kids do. Aha.

Bolly beds are busy. FF and FB run into a good girl (Tara Alisha Berry), who will be addressed as GG, who, in turn, is being harassed by a horrible husband (Hiten Tejwani), whom, we will call, yes, correct, HH. The creaks in the plot, and there are many, are filled with rumpled sheets, writhing bodies and furious lip and tongue. Ooh.

Bolly plots are bust. The Bhatts’ long-standing promise of giving us fully adult men and women bursting with carnal desires and twisted motives used to be backed by storylines. This one gives up quickly. All sorts of things crop up—blood, bodies, guns, murder, and dollops of confusion wrapped in eye-popping improbability. Missing the point you are? Bunging in a kiss we are. Uh oh.

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