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Alvina 2022-04-01 09:01:19
Indian nerve chip. Fortunately, the protagonist died in the end, and the score was...
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Kathryn 2022-04-01 09:01:19
The story looks old-fashioned, that is, a child slowly grows up to the road of...
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Pete 2022-04-01 09:01:19
Three and a half stars, for HR's hard work!...
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Dimitri 2022-04-01 09:01:19
Very long + singing and dancing is the norm of Indian...
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Ulices 2022-04-01 09:01:19
insensitive, mentally...
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Roel 2022-04-01 09:01:19
It's really good, the plot is simple, and the male protagonist is super handsome. If it were shortened for half an hour, it would be...
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Mercedes 2022-04-01 09:01:19
Regardless of the picture, story, acting, and good singing and dancing, the local flavor is strong at first glance, and the story looks very smooth and real. I even felt that the middle brother and sister recognized each other. The real dick in the Chinese film market is a brainless person, and you know how to make fun of it and eat the cultural residues pulled by foreigners with a forced face. In Chinese culture, you are more paralyzed than you know blind dicks without a little national...
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Jaren 2022-04-01 09:01:19
The story is still the same story, with a slightly longer plot. The beautiful Indian songs and dances add a lot of bright color to this film, and the color contrast is strong. Still worth...
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Edwardo 2022-04-01 09:01:19
great song and...
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Lura 2022-03-31 09:01:10
Stallone and Voldemort's gang turf...
Agneepath Comments
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Mazhar Lala: Abu. Those areas were supposed to be mine.
Rauf Lala: So?
Mazhar Lala: You should have given them to me.
Rauf Lala: You are still going to get them. Just get rid of you drug habit.
Mazhar Lala: What do you mean?
Rauf Lala: Do you see those crowds?
[pointing at Vijay and the people]
Rauf Lala: He has earned that with his own hands. So it's his. You are mine. My own blood. So you are mine.
Mazhar Lala: I don't understand.
Rauf Lala: Let him rule. The throne is yours. When you are capable enough, you take it.
Mazhar Lala: And what about Vijay?
Rauf Lala: Who has seen what happens tomorrow? Vijay is there or not...
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Shiksha Chauhan: Dada, you should not drink water while eating!
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan: Why? What will happen? The food will be disrespected?
Suhasini Chauhan: Thank the lord. He remembers some things at least.
Shiksha Chauhan: Dada, tell me something about our father!
Suhasini Chauhan: Shiksha! Don't talk while eating.
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan: What do you want to know about father?
Shiksha Chauhan: Everything! Whenever I ask mother about it, she only says that father was a teacher in Mandwa. And after he died, we came here.
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan: And?
Shiksha Chauhan: That's it.
Suhasini Chauhan: Shiksha eat your food quietly.
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan: She is asking about her father. She isn't doing a sin.
[Looks at Shiksha]
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan: Our father was a self made man. He hated stealing. He hated dishonesty. He believed that a person should continue to work hard without worrying about the results.
[begins to recite a poem]
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan: Yeh mahan drushya hai, chal raha manushya hai, asru, swet, rakht se latpat... latpat... latpat. When he died, he was the same. Drenched in tears, mud and blood.
Suhasini Chauhan: I have called you here just to eat.
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan: And I am talking about the person who taught us to eat.
Kaali: Viju!
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan: People spat on his dead body. They said that Master Deenanath's life was like a dirty pit and his death was like mud. He didn't even get the funeral pyre fire in the end...
Suhasini Chauhan: [Slaps Vijay] Just shut up! Shut up. Just... shut... up...
Vijay Deenanath Chauhan: And I am alive only because I want to avenge his death. And since the past 15 years, mother has been asking me to shut up.
Suhasini Chauhan: Get out from my house.
