I must say I am still recovering from the Omkara experience although I saw it a few days back. Its brilliant in its originality (inspite of it being an adaptation, its courage (the setting when it could have been a boardroom), its authenticity (of characters, language, music) and its sheer creativity!!
All those who harp about language (the so called family audience) are those who would go and watch, or allow their kids to watch, Quenting Tarantino and his "mother fucker nigger" films happily. We have to grow up as an audience and appreciate art for what it is and not what is absolutely palatable to us. Art is a representation of life and life isnt always a sweet karan Johar flick about "loving your parents".
