For a picture is a moment, it doesn’t commit, it contains.

It has no past nor future, it is timeless.

That is the beauty of Batra’s delicate little gem.

It is what it would like to remember and not what unfolds.

Master of mysteries, Alfred Hitchcock once said, ‘Revenge is sweet, not fattening.’

At two hours running time, Badla keeps the deed both short and sweet.

Gully Boy is a glorious blend of hip-hop and assured film-making…

Still Zero is far from a misfire. Its cheerfully absurd aspirations are strewn in metaphors laying value to imperfections and SRK’s gallery playing showmanship.

This time he spreads more than his arms. He finds wings.

Wan’s joy in orchestrating battles around demi-gods riding sea dragons and giant crustaceans, trench monsters hijacking a ship in the middle of a raging storm and a virtually unrecognisable Julie Andrews strong arming a rockstar superhero prone to smirk his way through every obstacle ensure this is the most fun I’ve had at DC since Wonder Woman.

Truth be told, Amrita Singh and Saif Ali Khan’s daughter has tons of filmi blood and it is what powers Kedarnath from start to finish

Pihu may not be flawless, but it has something valid to say about lousy parents…

Bohemian Rhapsody’s crowd-pleasing nostalgia cheers Freddie Mercury’s exhilarating sound and infectious power play with such all-out gusto, you WILL break free all over again…

Andhadhun is completely aware of its intelligence and quick wits mercilessly testing our gullibility while Raghavan leads us to its staggering finish with the finesse of a Mikado champion.

It’s stunning, comic, grisly, absurd, intense, cold, crazy and must-watch.

No overblown drama, no weepy speech, Sui Dhaaga’s sunshine spirit and throwaway nok jhonk pervades the uncertainty and exploitation…