For long, I’ve nursed this pet theory. Our actors, so very often, are superior to the material assigned to them.

He made heads turn, but not of the moneybag producers, when he hung out on the pavement outside Churchgate’s once-trendy Gaylord restaurant. Girls would hang out from the balconies in the adjoining buildings to chat with the wannabe actor, but the movie merchants would say under their breath, “Hurry… or he’ll start pestering us again.”

No one’s missing them — those infamous dances around the trees.

I think it was Suresh Babu, the son of Hyderabad’s movie baron D. Ramu Naidu, who hit the nail right on his (and my head).

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Khalid Mohamed

He was super boss, once upon a time. His style, substance, sizzle were extraordinary. I was zapped by Nayakan, Thalapathy, Anjali, Roja and Iruvar. And despite flaws galore, Alaipaayuthey and Kannathil Muthamittal had their passages of emotional wallop. Here was a filmmaker who inspired and edified — pssst, the Mast mahaul dance set piece in my Fiza was emboldened by his super item numbers.

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Khalid Mohamed

He was super boss, once upon a time. His style, substance, sizzle were extraordinary. I was zapped by Nayakan, Thalapathy, Anjali, Roja and Iruvar. And despite flaws galore, Alaipaayuthey and Kannathil Muthamittal had their passages of emotional wallop. Here was a filmmaker who inspired and edified — pssst, the Mast mahaul dance set piece in my Fiza was emboldened by his super item numbers.

Katrina Kaif:
Salman Khan and she have no issues. Ranbir Kapoor, yeah, she concedes is a wonderful co-star and good friend. Shudder. And she really, really wants to work with all the Khans. Who doesn’t? Accessible only on the eve of her film’s release or if her apartment is devastated by bad plumbing, leading to water flooding. It often is.

Oh Shakespeare! Now his playfully wicked A Midsummer’s Night Dream has been updated into a toss-off flick 10 Ml Love, a title which suggests a cough syrup prescription.

The tough cop’s blue. Because he doesn’t have a clue. A car being speed-driven by a Bollywood hero has just crashed, smashed and plunged right into the sea. Was it a road accident?

Okay, so ever since I have been in the cradle, I’ve been awestruck about how life continues to imitate popular entertainment. Take this: I went to buy a pair of cool spectacle frames last week. The salesperson took one look at me and said, “I have the right ones for you! The Kaun Banega Crorepati frames!”