

“Don’t you know it’s not polite to enter someone’s room without knocking?”Īnd the idiocy rolls on, scene after scene strung together and not even attempting to make sense.

“Why didn’t you knock?”, she demands from this shadowy figure. Her reaction, however, is one of plucky indignation. Clad in all black, with gloved hands, he advances upon her, basically the Scream killer minus the ghostface mask. Shraddha Kapoor, for example, who has Pharrell Williams’ Happy as her mobile ringtone, chirpily sits around filling up her journal with polaroids, when she turns to see a menacing figure.

Gone are the thrills from the original and in come the cliched background score, watered-down murder scenes, and much, much silliness. Hence we have Ek Villain, where we take a hardboiled Korean film - full of brutal gore and sexual abuse but enough panache to stay constantly gripping - and inexplicably scramble it into a sex-less, gore-less slasher film with a wide-eyed love story running through it all. (No, dear producers, that is not what you call a cover version.) You know those often-hilarious South Asian DVD covers for pirated Hollywood films? Where they misspell the actor names and write a bizarre, ungrammatical and illogical version of the summary? With peculiar posters where content from two movies is often melded freakishly into one, as if all Tom Cruise movies were the same? Well, it’s becoming clearer and clearer that our filmmakers might not be remaking the films themselves but these odd DVD covers. Yet, there seems to be something fundamentally wrong with the way we remake films.
