Pankaj, in velvet suits and stroking a saggy moustache, bumbles around as a peevish superstar. His rivalry with Shakeela is almost cartoonish, punctuated by loosely funny scenes with an action choreographer (“Different Danny,” the man introduces himself, before asking him to leap over a one-foot fence). Cinematographer Santosh Rai opts for a highly contemporised look, eschewing the scuffed-up feel of old Shakeela films. The same, though, cannot be said of the narrative — which is so contrived and haphazard as to take us directly back to the era. “Say something new,” Salim quips at one point, and I wish he had a microphone at hand. It’s a message that should have rung out throughout this production.