How far are Bollywood stars willing to prostitute themselves?
Why does the most glamorous, celebrated and venerated award spurn Bollywood, the world’s largest film industry?
The idiot screen overwhelms the idiot box, once the spot for cute, sweet, homely, intimate fare.
A fan and critic bids farewell to the most enduring — and handsome — of Bollywood’s romantic legends.
The fact that the movie was a thinly-veiled bio of the southern sex-bomb of the 1980s Silk Smitha added solid, lip-smacking spice.
Atta Girl! Way to go! Never was dirt so sexily rewarding!
The magic and mystique of Dev Anand, Bollywood’s original Dorian Grey, a human, turbo-charged dynamo who refused to stand still, look back, rest on his laurels or be discouraged by flops or stinging broadsides of critics, contemporaries and colleagues, zooming ahead with passion, towards his next project.
Whatever happened to Bollywood’s heartbreak melodies?
“In such an insanely competitive market, to carve a niche with such modest talent, is indeed fantastic and I mean it as a compliment.”
Over time, serious contenders, such as Akshay Kumar, Ajay Devgun and Hrithik Roshan, enjoyed their moments (they still do), but all things considered, the Khan trio between them seem to have hijacked the popular imagination and developed an unmatched and unprecedented fan base across the globe.
Has B-towns latest Box Office Badshah upped the ante for loud, over-the-top, mindless, action-packed masala — and in the process threatened good taste and quality cinema?
A prank by Bollywood superstar Amitabh Bachchan has unleashed a nightmare for 10 mobile phone numbers in Punjab.
A tribute to Mr. Yahoo, the once abject failure, who became a rebel star and revolutionized Indian cinema
"Enjoying marital bliss. Team Dixit-Nene on their way to India!"
Bollywood is gripped by come-backs of the heroine kind.
Men play second-fiddle on Indian TV serials.
Thrilling youngistan, shocking old-istan, the new breed of song-writers in Bollywood is re-writing the rules of the game. What’s going on?
Review of the Indian Film Festival in Los Angeles?
Contrary to popular belief, it has little to do with the poor track record indicated. If they haven’t impacted the film or audience, the fault lies squarely on the filmmaker and his intent in using this creature effectively.
Award shows are the new disease in B-town. Are they about recognizing and rewarding excellence … or exploiting opportunistic vested interests?
Is the Star-as-Bhand the new trip in B-town? Cheap or cool?
In new-age Bollywood, there is a hysterical drive to grab the janta’s attention, at any cost. How does it pan out?
Will No One Killed Jessica be the catalyst to spearhead a turnaround for this seemingly doomed, rejected and neglected genre?
Monojit Lahiri celebrates the mesmerizing magic and mystique of the red-hot “item” babe’s songs and reminds us that Munni has been badnaam forever.
Our guys and gals are just not cut out for Hollywood.
Have goodness and virtue been hijacked?
UP-Bihar is Bollywood’s new playground.
Super stars want some acting respect.
We may be about to get the answer to that pressing Bollywood question — does size matter?
It is reported that over a 100 small films, censor-approved and ready, are rotting in the cans with no takers
Who killed Kites and Raavana?
The idea that national cinema cannot be translated into a broader idiom for viewers around the world is misplaced.
Brett Ratner who remixed Kites for U.S. audiences, on Bollywood’s potential in the United States.
The pretentious hogwash of new cinema.
The answer lies with those you can’t see.
On the 22nd death anniversary of Raj Kapoor on June 2, Monojit Lahiri pays homage to India’s greatest showman.
Decoding the qualities that have made the Khans the hottest properties in tinsel town.
However all is not lost and Bollywood would do well to emulate the smart and profitable move of filmmaker Imtiaz Ali and producer Saif Ali Khan.
Amazing, new waves of revenue streams have suddenly gripped Bollywood.
Bollywood lifts shamelessly from Hollywood.