Opened yet another restless night to the palette of monochrome chiffon sarees that would define the guiltless sensuality of all those memorable Bollywood melodies from the second half of the 1980s, as worn by its most exciting superstar, and worked my way up her career, an intoxicating pastime I have indulged in so many times before now, rummaging through all those different movies and songs in all those different languages, consumed entirely by the recurring nostalgia of their images, sounds,…
Kal Ho Naa Ho 2003
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
No one wants to see Shah Rukh Khan die, man. :/
Ponniyin Selvan: Part I 2022
Mani Ratnam has successfully completed 39 years of beautiful but hollow female characters, and I really can't tell how he's done it. Ponniyin Selvan is the dullest film I caught in theatres this year. Everything is wrong here, from Rahman (both of them) to Vikram (I refer in particular to that monologue scene). Perhaps the only saving grace of this three hour snoozefest is Aishwarya Lekshmi, who I thought was prettier here than everything else she's been in.