Forget the guy who turns invisible, his insipid romance with an overly bubbly then-queen-bee-trying-hard-to-entertain, even (with some effort) forget the army of kids adding tenderness....this movie and its massive success rested squarely on the powerful shoulders of Amrish Puri, a.k.a Mogambo, the unforgettable embodiment of pure evil, raw power and lord of carnage (superior even to Gabbar Singh). The roles of the others are merely a sprinkling of "garam masala" to the "chicken biryani" that was puri's performance, best described as controlled AND over-the-top, unbelievable AND YET believable, and terrifying AND somewhat comedic all at the same time.
