Pawan Kalyan’s Ustaad Bhagat Singh to clash with Dhurandhar: The Revenge on March 19

While Yash has played it safe with his Toxic, relocating it as far away from Dhurandhar: The Revenge as possible, another braveheart has decided to take on Aditya Dhar’s sequel head-on. Pawan Kalyan ambitious project Ustaad Bhagat Singh has been preponed from March 22 to March 19, thereby precipitating a direct clash with Dhurandhar 2. Pawan took this flash decision following the postponement of Yash’s Toxic from March 19 to June 4. A source very close to Dhurandhar told this writer that Pawan Kalyan’s airdrop means nothing to the Dhurandhar team. They were not perturbed by the release of Toxic on March 19, they are not taking the competition from Ustaad Bhagat Singh seriously. However, Pawan Kalyan is taking the clash to the highest level. A source close to Pawan revealed, “He firmly feels the March 19 slot and its Eid and Rama Navami holidays offer enough room for more than one blockbuster. He will be vigorously promoting...

Last Tango in Paris at 50: Bertolucci’s controversial drama remains troubling

The Italian director’s knotty drama remains a provocation, a film filled with lyrical beauty but also repulsive cruelty

Revisiting films on the occasion of major anniversaries can be a disorienting reminder of time’s too-swift passage: that film is now 20/30/40 years old? How can that be? Why does it still feel so much younger than I do? In other cases, however, the film wears its advanced age in a way that makes complete sense, and so it is with Last Tango in Paris, released in cinemas in 1973. Now a half-century old, Bernardo Bertolucci’s lightning rod for scandal and debate has dated in many of the ways you might expect, but that’s not quite what I mean: at 50, the film’s age has now caught up with the overriding air of middle-aged despair and disarray that it always carried. In a sense, it was a film made to be forgotten, and then remembered with bittersweet, conflicted feelings, its significant beauty curdled over time.

Bring up Last Tango in Paris in cinephile circles today – especially those reckoning with the gender politics of the artform post-MeToo – and you won’t hear that many fond endorsements. When it’s brought up at all, the conversation swiftly narrows to its most notorious scene: the one where Marlon Brando’s Paul, a recently widowed American abroad, holed up in a desolately furnished Parisian apartment, forces himself on Maria Schneider’s Jeanne, a 20-year-old ingenue whose name he refuses to learn. Grabbing a dab of fridge-cold butter for lubrication, he anally rapes her.

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