Friday

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So the story goes, that amitabh's son salman has the hots for rani mukherji, and they get married in the 15 minutes of screentime that salmanbhai has given to the chopras, who in return have given him a 'special appearance' billing. he's thus promptly killed off, and rani wails and howls, probably because he got more money for 15 minutes than she did for the entire film. anyway, so mr bachchan now has to find the one guy on the planet who likes rani despite the howling and wailing, but unfortunately, that guy aka john abraham has made life worse for bachchan by going off to afghanistan to interview a talib. one wonders why, because he could've easily made up a fictitious talib and concocted an interview like all normal journos do. will bachchan reach afghanistan and hunt john down and bring him back before john is mauled by a pack of wild donkeys? the answer to that question lies in the new hit film BABUL EXPRESS. eminently tear jerking stuff, ie you'll want to tear the jerk's head off.

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