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Glitterati
OUTLOOK Monday 29 October, 2012
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Hacks have worn out heaven knows how many quills—now Saif and Kareena have done it at last. A post-nuptial ruddiness suffuses her shy acknowledgement to fans, and the groom’s banishment of the snarling gangster beard becomes him.

Humility Maketh A Star

India celebrated his 70th birthday in a phalanx of events, but Amitabh clung to a sombre, dark-suited elegance. Flanked by wife Jaya, and Tina Ambani, Kokilaben Ambani gets due respect.

Afternoon Thwack To Gabba

Manicured Melbourne Cricket Ground it is not, only a girls’ cricket camp in grassy, autumnal Delhi. Australan PM Julia Gillard cheers a swift run from leg slip, the ball tapped lightly by a girl who probably would never have a bat of her own.

Riding Into The Sunrise

When have Bollywood’s old looked so young? But then, none equals the dashing, dapper, teeth-gnashing Danny. The same goes for his entrancing wife Gawa. We need a thesaurus.



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  • Bollywood must be dreading  the Calcutta International Film Festival—a stentorian call from the CM...the unenlightening prospect of a day full of drumbeats. However, there is no respite for Shahrukh (Amitabh fell ill at an opportune  period). Though flanked by filmmaker Goutam Ghosh, Mamata herself and Sourav, the stage-show was stopped by the bonhomie between Rakhee and SRK: singing along a pat­riotic Rabi­ndrasangeet and reminiscing  about the sets of Baazigar.
  • As a snarling Dirty Harry teases out criminals in LA; as Frank Serpico goes und­ercover in New York, Chulbul Pandey does age-old, comic acrobatics to hurt ‘baddies’, then giggles around his lady love. Flogging the same masala, here comes the trailer of Dabangg 3, at the launch of which Salman points at the same direction, while Sonakshi Sinha and Saiee Manjrekar prepare to follow the leader with loving attention.
  • What do they actually do in Bigg Boss—that synthetic morass of shape-­shifting loyalties, gro­up­­ings and couplings by people clinging on to the skirts of fame, dragg­ing along an endless stream of stragglers agape before their boxes? At least Boman Irani, Rajkummar Rao and Mouni are doing something specific—horsing around joyfully, canvassing for their film Made in China. Major domo Sal­man, of  course, is there at every step, falling in and out with practised difficulty.
  • If you’d like to stitch together a Hollywood dream team, it has to have Marty, Bob and Sonny. The BFI London film festival saved its hushed breath for The Irishman—a gangster drama by the man who helped define the genre in Goodfellas and The Departed. Yet, in this autumnal light, Frank (De Niro) and Jimmy (Al Pacino) are just not snarling desperados, six-shooters at the ready. Time is also spent on sombre reflection—old reg­rets, moral reckonings and the one important thing that finally matters: mortality.
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