There are two types of people: those who laugh when a character’s genitalia gets hurt, and those who don’t. I’m likely of the latter kind, considering how I didn’t find a whole lot to laugh at every time the protagonist of Peechaankai either grabs another character’s, hmm, wing wang in a fight scene, or somehow manages to…
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Dhurandhar review: Where a man is merely a weapon
I have a feeling I’m going to end up repeating a lot of what I said about the first Dhurandhar film. So, let me get it out of the way and summarise quickly: terrific use of music, dynamic action choreography whose repeated gore blunts its own effect, propaganda that’s more in-your-face this time… and a…