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Ravi Teja; caught in an image vortex?

The first movie of Ravi Teja that I was impressed by was Avunnu Vallu iddaru Ishtapadaru. This was one of the first movies that I saw in my graduation days at Vizag. Strolling close to Jyothi theatre, in pursuit of Indra’s tickets, my eye chanced upon a poster of the movie ‘Idiot’. My brain registered it as a movie that would be adulterous. The poster was such that it created intrigue in many minds. It had the protagonist digging his head into the bosom of the heroine. I decided that I wouldn’t watch the movie, not that I was decent or anything, but I didn’t have enough money to splurge. I was also of the opinion that bar that scene, there wouldn’t be anything to look forward to in the movie. When I returned home for vacations, my father said that Idiot had the protagonist in a ‘different’ role. Still sceptical, I bought home a CD and admired the acting of the protagonist. I saw a few weeks ago in a diametrically opposite role and admired the acting potential. Little did I i

My friend: Kanduri Sesha Aditya

On a sweltering July afternoon, while playing cricket, was the first time that I set my eyes on him. Leaning on the lone tree on the playing field with his hands folded across his chest, it all seemed odd to me. Here he was, intensely looking on at the game, but not venturing to ask, if he could be a part of us. Going by the initial reports we got of the new kid on the block, it seemed even weirder. On the very first day itself, he had characterised himself as someone who is fluid with the girls, and questioned the lecturers incessantly What followed the very next day was funny. He had the gall to call the most argumentative guy of our batch, a monkey. That man went to the lengths of entire Vizag to find out why he was called ‘a monkey’. What shocked us all was, he was the only guy with an entire month’s supply of tokens to the canteen, and was quite careless about the way he got rid of those tokens. My relationship with him grew in bits. We went to a movie, Jayam, where

Gabbar Singh movie review

Harish Shankar has delivered what he promised. He promised a movie, made for Pawan Kalyan, by a Pawan Kalyan fan. And delivered a hit. A hit that had Pawan Kalyan fans waiting for a generation. It might break the existing records, or may not. What matters is, that the fans hunger for a hit has been satiated The thing with the movie is, you know what’s coming yet you find yourself drawn to the narrative. Case in point being Pawan Kalyan’s introduction. After the kid’s roles are done with, you are left in no suspense as the screen flashes ‘After some years …. The kid grows up to be Pawan Kalyan’ I always felt that the true potential of Pawan Kalyan was yet to be tapped. He has always been offered roles that are at the opposite ends of the spectrum. Either underplay them, or indulge in overacting (Yes, Jalsa was an exception). I would rate this performance of his as his second best. This is Pawan Kalyan seldom seen, a version which sent his fans crazy. He sends the fans