Bollywood gone bad

Coming to India one of the things I was looking forward to was the music, and excitement of Bollywood. In Jaipur we went to a famous movie theatre (picture an Indian version of the Civic in Auckland) to see a new release Partner. It was an appalling remake of Hitch, with some gangsters and a cute kid thrown into the mix for no apparent reason. The one benefit of this was that the lack of English subtitles was no hindrance to me understanding the plot, whilst I don't think anyone was expected to understand the connections between some of the song/dance routines and the storyline. Having said that, the songs were catchy and you had to cheer along with the vocal audience when they came on, as well as every time the steroid produced love interest tore off his shirt/slash had his white shirt soaked in water.
As most of you know I love to dance, and Bollywood music is just my sort of cheesy thing! We have been practicing our moves under the tutelage of Binu our guide through out the trip, at the tail end of wedding processions, on boats cruising down the river and on the night train. So we were all pretty confident that when we hit the nightclubs in Kolkata last night we would be a hit on the dance floor (other than the fact that 7 foreigners would stand out just a little). Once again we were disappointed - no pure Bollywood cheese to show off our perfected dry yourself with a towel/screw the light bulb moves, no Bollywood has gone Trance! Don't worry we didn't let that stop us, and we definitely entertained, if not scared, everyone on the dance floor. But tonight the last 4 of us that remain from the group are going out in search of something a little more pure. It seems like a fitting end to 25 days in India, dancing the night away to the beats of Bollywood old style!