Mithunda ya Govinda

Duh! Mithun, is da man. The Bengali James Bond of Wardat and Suraksha who grew up to become Brown Travolta. He was the man all right ... flared trousers, flared nostrils and a complete hotstepper. With fellow Bengali jeweller Bappida, Mithun ruled the dance floor in strobe-bright flicks like Disco Dancer, Dance Dance and Disco Dance Dance.
If Mithun was the poor man's Travolta, Govinda was poor man's Mithun. They didn't give him a dancefloor, so he danced on the streets in a movie called Ilzaam. Yes sir, if Mithun sang "I am a disco dancer", Govinda said "I am a street dancer." Govinda, govinda.
Like I said earlier, before disco, Mithun was Bond. And before Bond, he won a National Award for Mrigaya. Da man can act, I tell you. Just to prove me right, he won the Award again in Swami Vivekanand. Da man is an achiever.
So, what did Govinda achieve since Ilzaam other than three chins? To be fair, he tried. If Mithun was Travolta, he wanted to be Swayze. But his dancing was far too vulgar to be be just dirty. With Karishma Kapoor, Govinda invented a dance form that was a cross between epilepsy and pornography. In between, he got fat and Karishma got married. Game over.
Mithunda is still a force to be reckoned with, you have to see Guru to believe me. Da man is acting his age finally and doing a fine job of it. Govinda is back too, but this time he has swapped Karishma for Salman. You got to see Partner to believe me.
And so Mithunda or Govinda? Go figure da.