Fluent in the language of mindfuck and mixed signals, the toxic dude is adept at camouflaging as the failsafe mysterious boy. Why do we continue to seek them out?
For many anti-CAA protesters, the resistance is also about standing up to the bigotry of family and friends. It’s imperative how Dharmputra, a film made over five decades ago, has an answer for it: call out objectionable views regardless of who holds them.
Kyrgios is hard to like and maybe even harder to respect, but in a world full of perfectionists and achievers doling out career lessons, he stands for doing less or not doing it at all. It's something we can use being told from time to time.
What Assam and the rest of the world need is a new idea – or a new messiah that reminds its people of values beyond consumption and per capita income. One that can remind its people that once you’ve achieved the means and wealth to cover your needs and some luxuries, it is alright to let others, less privileged, brown or black, Syrian or Bangladeshi, to have a go at it.
Bunty Aur Babli was Bollywood’s first taste of a new success formula: the wholesome, quirky small-town romance, replicated in films like Dum Laga Ke Haisha and Bareilly Ki Barfi. It painted a clear picture of how small-town India was pushed to the extreme to live out a cut-rate version of the Great American Dream.
We need a new breed of cricketer for the new, callous version of the gentleman’s game. Ball tampering is only the start. Steve Smiths of the future will resort to all-out sabotage, even leaving chilly powder in their opponents’ crotch guards before the game.
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The first rock star to visit India in 2018, isn’t even a musician. For the patriotic Indian crowd, Netanyahu is a bigger deal than Coldplay and Justin Bieber combined.
It is impossible to watch HBO’s Chernobyl without one unsettling question gnawing away at your intellect: Could the worst nuclear accident in the history of humankind have been averted if documents containing vital information about structural damages and flaws in the design of the reactor hadn’t been redacted? The answer is almost too awful to contemplate.