To me, the big and mysterious crime this film brings to light is the way Sidharth Malhotra now finds himself typecast as a novelist. It happened in Kapoor And Sons, and it happened here again, in this film that describes him as a “mashoor novelist” and where cops chase a murder suspect down the street yelling “Ei, writer!” as if it were an expletive. Then again, to those who make Hindi cinema these days, perhaps it is.

Thor Ragnarok is a true rock and roll original, and the reason it exists is because there’s a director who’s sure all that titters is gold.

Chef holds no secret sauce of its own, but perhaps we shouldn’t be that surprised. There is only that much you can do with a reheated film.

Amit Masurkar’s Newton is a dry and intriguing look at an India we don’t usually see – and shows us how hard it is to take elections seriously.

Any good escape film requires detailed plotting, however, and Lucknow Central is frequently stupid. The prisoners wanting to break out, to give you just one example, stash fake police uniforms in their drum set – even though their band doesn’t ever play or practice with drums.

Kangana Ranaut’s solid performance keeps the film watchable, but Simran is ultimately an exhausting film.

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Playing a developmentally disabled young man, Salman Khan gives one of the worst performances of his career

I suggest you avoid this moist mess. The reason the Baywatch series became such a sensation – only outside of the United States, mind you – was that for many countries, this was one of the hottest things we could watch while pretending there was a plot in there somewhere. This was a time before the internet, or at least before the World Wide Web allowed us to download images fast enough. “I’ll be there,” as Hasselhoff sang during those unforgettable opening credits, was a promise that Baywatch would bring us sun and skimpiness and spunk. Now it feels like a threat.

If you’re a believer, you’ll smile, sob and love this, albeit because of the subject and not the film itself. Film, in fact, is an inadequate word. This is a pilgrimage.