OUTLOOK Monday 26 March, 2018
Rolling Up The Hills

Throwing in one’s hat on to the political roulette table is all very well, till the enormity of the decision sinks in like a tonne. It sent Rajnikanth on a two-week spiritual trip to the Himalayas, to an ashram in Rishikesh, for a quietening spell of meditation. No tricks there, Thalaivar!

So, What Happened?

She’s slipped again. That would be Hillary Clinton, sliding and slithering during her descent down the stairs in Mandu’s Jahaj Mahal palace. This is after last October’s nasty, toe-breaking fall in London while promoting her book, What Happened, which is an explanation of her befuddling loss to Donald Trump in 2016. This private visit to India also squeezed in a lecture on the book.

Slash Not Our Kitty

The randomness in which social media bestows a month’s superstardom on people is a wondrous thing to behold. Like South Korean pop songs/dance videos that involve little song and dance.... The latest addition is samurai Kyutaro, from the Japanese movie Neko Zamurai. Hired by a rival, dog-loving gang, he is tasked to kill a rival’s cat, but refuses after meeting the fluffy blob. Now that’s the cutest you’d let a warrior be.

Stars Needn’t Speak Much

The history of Bollywood is, partially, the history of actors in the throes of passion being interrupted rudely by custom-made prudery. Amir dealt an early blow to fortress scissors with that indelible kiss in QSQT. In freer times now, the actor met reporters on an airport on his 53rd birthday. Near at hand was wife Kiran Rao. The men with pens badgered on; Amir concentrated on the one important thing.

Don’t Let The Scoundrels Off

The subject of trolls (subject of our cover story too, in case you’re reading this from the end) works Shibani Dandekar up no end. The actress-host is herself  a victim (just imagine losers who can’t take a photo like this in robust humour), believes in the good cheer soc­ial media is capable of and is taking action. She’s hosting  Troll Police, a TV show that aims to bring  celebrities and  their trolls face to face.

RIP Maestro

From classic age stars like Garbo and Marlene Dietrich to golden age divas like Liz Taylor, Lauren Bacall, Grace Kelly and, unforgettably, Audrey Hepburn, Hubert de Givenchy had them hankering for his royal raiments. As pathbre­a­king as Coco Chanel and as han­dsome as Bond, his clothes “moved with a woman’s body”. Jackie Kennedy would have concurred, had you asked her.

This Too Happened

Though he’s not contemplating legal action, British artist Anish Kapoor has come down hard on the National Rifle Association for using his work in a promotional video. Kapoor abhors the “nightmarish, intolerant, divisive vision” of the NRA, which used his Cloud Gate sculpture from Chicago in a video.

  • Acid attack survivors remind us of the primitive core within our cellphone-toting society. So, when five such women, half their faces veiled for a confident gait, walked at Agnimitra Paul’s show in Calcutta as show-stoppers, everyone clapped in heartfelt sympathy. The clothes, sadly, would hardly stop anyone in their tracks.
  • Rehabilitation after the dreadful floods is ano­ther matter, but there was no dearth of notable people making full-throated appeals for funds for Kerala. On tour in the US, A.R. Rahman act­ually dipped into his pockets, and came up with Rs 1 crore. And they cheered for him in Washington when he showed it.   
  • A bounteous twirl of silk made many a fashionista’s day at the Lakme Fashion Week. That would be Sushmita’s flamboyant ‘pantsari’. Yes, nothing sari about it, except a pleated  pallu hanging apologetically. Elsewhere, Hema Malini and daughter Esha par­aded  gorgeous Assamese silk saris. Later, at a backstage media interaction, mother and daughter were only interested in the latter’s film Cakewalk. Chided  for misusing the platform, they stormed off in anger. What happened to the saris, though?
  • Bollywood stars are common items at the annual India Day par­ade in New York, but genius West Indian batsmen aren’t. Kamalahaasan and co-act­r­ess Pooja Kumar were noted, but the man who brought things to a tricoloured boil was the original master-blaster, the inimitable Sir Viv.


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