In films and in reality, you have defined how the next gen actors ideally should be. You defined coolness with your act in 'Dev D', you made us, the fans, a party to your heartbreak in that film. The youth had a new hero to worship, who was more relatable and carried stardom light on his shoulder.
I applauded your guts when you recently stood up for the musicians and fought T-Series on the pertinent issue of royalty. You , sir, gave the cause a much needed push. I would say sporting a black eye at an awards function was a bit dramatic, yes, and not many understood the metaphor, but that helped your cause, so in the larger picture, it was a good move. So when Friday came closer, I was hoping to watch your maiden production venture and feel all refreshed early in the morning and thank my job and all that. But what I got to endure in the theater was a two and half hours long story of a slob called Amit Sharma and self pity driven Samara Patel, which sir was the most excruciating experience at the movies since Neil Nitin Mukesh's 'Shortcut Romeo'.
I kept hoping, like an ardent fan, throughout the movie that maybe, now the pace would pick up but all I got was couple of Yawns- onscreen and off screen around me. What baffled me the most is that an actor like you, who has always chosen amazing scripts and roles in your career chose a script as 'pakaaoed' as this one to make your debut as a producer. Perhaps the idea of re-launching your girlfriend was high on the priority list.
For a fan, who has sighed and gone in a daze every time you have flashed that dimple of yours, 'One By Two' is biggest disappointment of this year. I struggled out of my bed to watch the first day first show of your film on a cold winter morning, so you owe me a good film soon if not the refund for the ticket of 'One By Two'.
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