SCOOP: Makers of Bhooth Bangla host exclusive fan screening of Akshay Kumar’s film teaser ahead of launch

The excitement around the upcoming horror-comedy Bhooth Bangla starring Akshay Kumar continues to build, and the makers have now taken a unique step to involve fans in the film’s promotional journey. Ahead of the official teaser launch scheduled for tomorrow, the team organized a special fan screening event where attendees got an exclusive first glimpse of the much-anticipated teaser. The event, hosted by the makers of Bhooth Bangla, brought together a select group of fans who were treated to the teaser before its official digital debut. The initiative was aimed at creating early buzz around the film while also rewarding fans who have been eagerly waiting to see Akshay Kumar return in a spooky yet comedic avatar. Sources close to the development reveal that the atmosphere at the screening was electric, with fans reacting enthusiastically to the first look of the film’s tone, visuals, and Akshay Kumar’s character. The teaser reportedly blends eerie elements with the signature humour t...

Golda review – lifeless Meir biopic hides Helen Mirren’s talent in a cloud of cigarette smoke

As a drama about the Yom Kippur war, this film is bafflingly dull. As a portrait of Golda Meir, Israel’s prime minister at the time, it’s even worse

Helen Mirren’s latexed and enhanced portrayal of Golda Meir, Israel’s “Iron Lady” prime minister during the 1973 Yom Kippur war, has been overtaken by a debate about “Jewface” casting because Mirren is not Jewish – addressing why Jews are casually excluded from the otherwise fiercely policed sensibilities about authenticity and identity on screen. (Would they get a white actor, for example, to black up as President Anwar Sadat?) It’s a valid and important question, but not exactly the problem in this stately, stuffy and at times almost comatose TV-movie-type drama about tension in Israel’s corridors of power as the Yom Kippur war exploded and the country faced off against Egypt, Syria and Jordan in a battle for its very existence.

Mirren, normally such a sparkling performer, is lumbered with a grey wig, false nose and jowls, with occasional headscarf and handbag, making her look as if she is playing the Queen doing an impression of Richard Nixon. This Golda Meir impassively chainsmokes her way through wooden potted-history dialogue scenes with her military top brass, while everyone blows cigarette smoke at each other; occasionally she takes a break to lie prostrate on a hospital bed, stoically smoking and dying of cancer. Is she going to die? Why not? The film is flatlining.

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