Blame it on Bollywood. For happy endings, for heroes who can dance, for the brazen glamorizing of silly love stories. Now, thanks to the happy brigade, we watch movies floating smugly on a cushion of clichés. Every time we sit through an unpleasant scene, we expect to be instantly placated. Surely
the hero won't die. Surely he won't let them get away with that
. Surely the pace will pick up
once the Obstacles To Love show up…won't it? Nope, not with 7/G, a film that laughs in the face of convention. But it laughs alone.
The objective here was undoubted....