The Worst Hindi Films of the Year So Far

More than a half of 2010 has already passed but Bollywood is yet to witness a blockbuster in the league of say a 3 Idiots.

What's worse most of its keenly-anticipated offerings bit dust leaving a terrible taste of disappointment in the viewer's mouth.

Here's a look at ten of the worst Bollywood movies of the year so far:

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For all its photogenic splendour and hyped chemistry between Hrithik Roshan and Barbara Mori, Anurag Basu's ambitiously-scaled romance is completely devoid of a valid storyline or gripping interaction. 

And that's lame on account of Basu's much-celebrated narrative proficiency. Even Duggu's singing and dancing skills or Rakesh Roshan's lucky 'K' could not have salvaged this one.

Going by Salman Khan's tweets, writing isn't exactly Salman Khan's best gifts. That explains the story behind Anil Sharma's Veer.

While Wanted, despite its far-fetched temperament, works purely on the merit of its brawny star's charisma to pull off a pedestrian superhero, Veer goes overboard on an epic scale (quite literally so) with its jarring concepts, costumes and catastrophes. Add to this some seriously bad acting thrown in good measure.

Just when you thought Bollywood's Punjabi stereotypes are done and over with comes the alarmingly dated Sadiyaan. In this soppy Indo-Pak melodrama which packs in as many sub-plots as it possibly can, there's not a single moment of above average.

In fact, the only real purpose this Raj Kanwar-helmed exercise in boredom serves is to launch Shatrughan Sinha's surprisingly wooden son, Luv into movies.

There's experimental and there's erratic. With Pankh, Sudipto Chattopadhyaya steps into a dark, unexplored territory of a disturbed individual's sexuality but seems too preoccupied in highlighting his quirky, visual fantasies to convey anything else.

A complex subject like this deserved to be handled with a lot more depth and sensitivity instead of pointlessly hovering around its startling attributes.

For its diatribe against the media and sensationalist journalism, Ram Gopal Varma's Rann suffers from the very issues it points fingers at.

Half-baked ideas, lack of research, blasphemous waste of Big B's talents and dreadful performances from everyone else mar this otherwise relevant subject from being the all important wake-up call to the 'fellowship of breaking news.'

Iranian filmmaker Majid Majidi is one of the most respected names in cinema. And Children of Heaven is one of his much-loved modern-day classics.

But when filmmaker Priyadarshan decided to rope in child prodigy Darsheel Safary for its official remake, one expected nothing short of awe-inspiring.

The end result, however, is shockingly tacky. While Darsheel is as effective as this sloppily-written and excessively sentimental adaptation allows him to be, his co-stars are clearly in uninspired mode.

The Ramsay brand of horror returns sans the B-movie tag in the form of Vikram Bhatt's Shaapit. And so you have the Ghulam director reliving his Raaz days, sans the chartbusting soundtrack, provided by riotous tantriks and other such rip-roaring antics to convey a state of obligatory chills and thrills.

Surely Udit Narayan's sprightly young boy Aditya deserved better than that.

It's not every day some filmmaker gets a chance to get Amitabh Bachchan and Sir Ben Kingsley to share a frame. Too bad director Leena Yadav wastes this perfect opportunity with her watered-down take on Hollywood's 21.

What could have been a thrilling episode of greed and genius against the backdrop of gambling turns out to be a tedious yarn of hare-brained logic dressed in the garb of showy intellect.

It may have made big bucks at the box-office but Sajid Khan's awfully obnoxious comedy is anything but fun.

Pray, what's amusing about pretty girls with no acting skills in skimpy clothes or the usually reliable comics stumbling all over the place in the name of gags? Chaos is only an element of humour.

It's high time Mr Khan stopped passing it off as the real deal.

Who cares about a movie that's as fresh as a five-year old can of baked beans lying in the fridge?

Apparently, not even the cast. In an age where stars do everything from giving free haircuts to mall-hopping in every second city, neither Shahid Kapoor nor Kareena Kapoor came forth to do basic promotions for Boney Kapoor's long-delayed Milenge Milenge. 

Turns out the audience too didn't care to sit through a nauseatingly dull and dated rip-off of Hollywood's Serendipity.