… then this is what it’ll bring. Consider yourself warned.
The single best story about Bollywood that I ever heard starred Krishan Kumar, the late Gulshan Kumar’s younger brother with the caterpillar eyebrows who nursed an ambition to be a Hindi phillum ka hero. Apparently, when young Kumar’s first movie came out – bankrolled by his fond brother obvs! – a few suckers wandered into a theatre in Delhi to see what the fuss was all about. Come intermission, the audience had had enough and decided to leave… which was when they discovered that they’d been locked in and wouldn’t be allowed to leave until the movie was over.
It’s entirely too good a story to be anything other than apocryphal, of course, but it’s the one that I always remember when I hear yet another producer is readying to launch his son (or daughter for that matter). It reminds me that good times are ahead.
A Hrithik Roshan comes along once in a long while. You’re much more likely to end up with Uday Chopra. (Aww! Too mean?)
So meet the latest entrant: Jackky (no, that’s not a typo) Bhagnani. Starring opposite him is Vaishali Desai: niece to the legendary masala producer-director who once told a man watching one of his movies to pee in his pants instead of leaving the theatre for the couple of minutes required to take care of his business.
You see why I get so happy when I hear the pitter patter of the feet of producer spawn? I guess it’s too much to hope for another Love Story: 2050 but hilarity is bound to be somewhere in the offing.