Two FBI agents attempt to clarify the murders occurring in a desolate region. They approach the witnesses of the latest incident with the help of the local police. All of them hide something and all have wildly different stories to tell.
Bob, a cab-driving serial killer who stalks his prey on the city streets alongside his reluctant protégé Tim, who must make a life or death choice between following in Bob's footsteps or breaking free from his captor.
Cinema's prodigal daughter Jennifer Lynch braves the unmapped territory of Bollywood-Hollywood movie making, where chaos is the process and filmmaking doubles as a crash course in acceptance and self-realization.
Jennifer Chambers Lynch,
Detective Michael Tabb knows the city of St. Louis inside and out. He has felt its true heart, as much as its dark underbelly: but he does not know who, in both the dark and light - is taking the lives of young girls.
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Ananth Narayan Mahadevan
Yo Yo Honey Singh,
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Desperate brain cancer-ridden Caucasian, George States, with only six months to live, decides to capture a male cobra with hopes of obtaining 'Nagmani' from the shape shifting Naga female. For reasons that remain obscure throughout the film this will not only cure his brain cancer but also make him immortal. He hires workers in the jungles of Natchi, Tamil Nadu, who witness the intimacy of the cobras, capture the male allowing the female to escape. George then holds the male cobra in a glass cage hoping that the female cobra will attempt a rescue, and he will then release it in exchange for the Nagamani. The region experiences horror and religious awakening after the enraged female cobra, with the image of its oppressor in its eyes, sheds its snake-skin and takes on a female human form, setting out on its deadly mission of tracking down and destroying her mate's oppressor, and whoever else gets in her way whether involved or not. Written by
I guess Hollywood's love affair with India is officially over.
I don't get it: Slumdog Millionaire cleaned up at the Oscars, and yet Hisss didn't get a single nomination! Pah! What do the Academy know, anyway?
Whereas Danny Boyle's 2008 crowd-pleaser simply manipulated it's audiences' emotions whilst providing a fairly intriguing mystery, Jennifer Lynch's Hisss gives the more discerning viewer a far richer experience in my humble opinion: there's the Nagin (Mallika Sherawat), a sexy snake goddess with a great rack and an even more impressive set of fangs; an impromptu Bollywood dance routine (is there really any other kind?) that takes place during an Indian paint festival; an ugly, fat, obnoxious woman who continues to pester her son-in-law about grand-children even after death; a would-be rapist in a Pamela Anderson T-shirt swallowed whole and regurgitated as a pellet; gratuitous naked lamp-post climbing; gratuitous skinny dipping; a bad guy with brain cancer and a very itchy trigger finger; lots and lots of impressive practical effects from top MUFX maestro Robert Kurtzman, and some equally bad CGI; a raunchy sex scene between the film's smoking hot star and a rubber snake (complete with reptilian french kissing); and stunning cinematography that not only brilliantly captures the sights, sounds and squalor of India's slums but also the awesome curves of Sherawat's magnificent butt.
As far as I'm concerned, THAT is entertainment worthy of an award!
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