It’s more about the routine, about the ritual. It’s about knowing that these rituals indicate normalcy, and normalcy is usually safety.
“Imagine if Kamal Haasan played Walter White (protagonist of Breaking Bad)?”
You realise at that moment that this is exactly how an encounter with an alien would likely be. You wouldn’t rush at it with excitement. You wouldn’t cower from it in fear. You’d take tentative, cautious steps of curiosity, all the while unable to reconcile with the reality of it all.
One girl, who I instantly recognised to be Professor Sybill Trelawney — thanks to her curly hair, the stars in her eyes, and the huge orb she was slugging around — walked up to me, eyes wide with theatricality, and told me she saw a job change in my near future.
There he was, shooting his first scene, not as the anti-hero he had prepared to be, but as the romantic hero he was ill-prepared for. “It all seemed… wrong.”
He usually begins by asking if you, the writer, are a fan of a rival actor. There’s only one safe response you can provide: Run. Run for your life.
Director Rajesh and G. V. Prakash tell me about how they’ve tapped into the local with Kadavul Irukaan Kumaru
If Trolls were a dessert, it’d be a chocolate-dipped peanut butter cup-stuffed Oreo.
“I guess that is the perk of being on a big TV show watched by 22 million people.”