Bhandarkar has been lauded for making successful films with women in lead roles who inhabit complex worlds. The influence of director Ram Gopal Varma, who he assisted in Rangeela (1995), is visible in his framing of Mumbai as a city of stark contrasts. Most of his films are in search of a language to harmonize the demands of drama with the desire to explain and document. The women characters, therefore, emerge either from Mumbai’s streets in films like Chandni Bar (2001) and Traffic Signal (2007), or from specific industries like fashion, self-care products, jewellery, advertising and media such as Page 3, Corporate (2006), Fashion, Heroine, and Calendar Girls (2015). These women are unapologetic about drinking, smoking or having sex outside of marriage. They fight for their place in a cutthroat world, and are not afraid to be judged for it. In the latter group of films, women often revel in a flamboyant elite performativity that men don’t, except perhaps those who are gay or bisexual, who, while very visible in his films, are shoehorned into stereotypes. It is clear that Bhandarkar was very interested in covering both directions of the flow of capital in Mumbai in the 1990s and 2000s—the underworld on the one side and corporate capital on the other. In contrast to Ram Gopal Varma, whose films such as Rangeela (1995), Satya (1998) and Company (2002), had male protagonists, Bhandarkar’s choice of making women his protagonists allowed him to explore a moral side to this flow of capital. While Varma’s films excelled at making us feel empathy for flawed people, Bhandarkar placed himself, and by extension, the audience, firmly in the role of the observer who is witness to all that is happening in the city. His films, therefore, arise from the energies generated by the word ‘glamour’. He isn’t really interested so much in the worlds of the industries themselves, but how they project themselves in the media. The hook was always about the fall of the icon, the model, the star. This meant that the films themselves were textured like the tabloid-style journalism he was critiquing in Page 3, exemplified by the Lata Mangeshkar song “Kitne Ajeeb Rishte Hain Yahan Pe” from the film. Confusion reigns in these films, producing either conservative backlash or melancholia. It’s also not an accident that certain side characters in these films also pop up as insider-observers to comment on the state of things. This kind of filmmaking, which seeks to expose the inner lives of those who carefully curate their public image, shares its impulse with sting operations as well as older forms of paparazzi. In the present stage of the internet, the role of the journalist has been altered, as the overwhelming presence of social media erases the need for mediation through print or television news. Even the paparazzi—earlier dependent on news outlets for sustenance—now have dedicated audiences of their own. Page 3🔜, therefore, feels like a film firmly entrenched in the past.