Bollywood waits for a December miracle. I don’t get these guys. For the past 50 years they’ve been feeding us rehashes of the same old song/dance + romance + token conflict, and they seriously expect audiences to take it sitting down year after year? C’mon guys, give us a little credit, if we want bad programming we’ve got cable TV. Why can’t I see a film like Bridget Jones’ Diary (random example) or Twister (another random example) in Hindi? Oh wait, one’s got too much talk about sex (taboo here, 1e9 population be damned) and another’s got too many special effects that cost money to create and which Bollywood is no good at anyway. Whatever they do, I don’t think that churning out the same old indistinguishable bubblegum romances (with the same motley crew of wannabe actors, er, stars) is a recipe for profit. Oh well.