turns out the indian movie night was actually a surprise ticket to the merchants of bollywood, which, in all its loud music and psycho backstreetboy-esque antics was actually pretty good.
there was some raucous shrieking on the ladies part when the male dancers entered the scene, i mean, what with all those buff tatooed torsos and cheesy love gestures.
oh seriously, you gotta love this stuff. but perhaps... a bit less backstreet boys and a bit more india next time.

aaah... if only shah rukh khan had been there...