But there was no slapstick comedy. There was no Jim Carrey or Jeff Daniels. Instead, the screen displayed a grainy, static-filled shot of an empty highway at night. The "dual audio" wasn't Hindi and English; it was a rhythmic, metallic tapping overlaid with the sound of someone breathing heavily into a microphone.
But there was no slapstick comedy. There was no Jim Carrey or Jeff Daniels. Instead, the screen displayed a grainy, static-filled shot of an empty highway at night. The "dual audio" wasn't Hindi and English; it was a rhythmic, metallic tapping overlaid with the sound of someone breathing heavily into a microphone.