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Journalism of Courage
The film, Don, has become the talk of the town. Critics have dissected the movie, frame by frame. They8217;ve told us whether or not to compare the new movie with the old one, and whether SRK measures up to Big B and his mystique.
All my friends seem to have seen it, including those who vowed not to do so since they firmly believed it would be an act of sacrilege. A remake, they argued, could never match the Bachchan original. Every one of them had their own distinct take on the movie. But nothing could have quite prepared me for the remarks of my golfing buddy the other day.
My golfing buddy wanted to know if I had noticed the terrible swing. Then, clearly disturbed, he went on about how everything was wrong with it. The head was unsteady, the left elbow was bent, the grip was too tight, and so on and so forth. I told my buddy that he was being rather uncharitable. Don had achieved a perfect hole-in-one, or at least a hole-in-the-head by emulating Arjun, who had arrowed the fish8217;s eye.
But my golf companion was not convinced. And he, after 30 years of golf, a sound handicap of 24 and firm in his pursuit of the perfect game, should know. He dismisses the film on the basis of that one perceived flaw. According to him, with that kind of golf, the Don can at best be a distant second to James Bond 8212; whose smooth swing in Goldfinger is worth emulating.
I have spoken to some friends close to SRK, who have assured me that King Khan would be working on his golf before the making of Don II.
