Pure trash. That about sums it up. Essentially, this is "The Usual Suspects" done by Bollywood while trying to do a half-baked Tarantino dialogue. This could have been a decent re-make, but the stories do not gel, the acting is horrible, the songs make you vomit ("I am a shot of tequila, but don't tell my mommy"--what class) and the dialogue is some of the most ridiculous to come out of Bollywood. Should be called "Boom Part 2". The problem here is one that Bollywood makes time and time again: try to copy the new western films while trying to put Indian elements in it. Another problem is you try to show that Western ideas only equate to Taliban and and sex, and that does not make a film. Bollywood should stick to the old formula of film naiveté (a la the 70's and late 80's films) and not try to be the next Rodriguez/Tarantino/Singer.
Review of Chocolate: Deep Dark Secrets
