Good thing no one entrusts me with their heirlooms

Omkara, a.k.a. "Bollywood Does Othello", turned out to be a more than solid recommendation. Lots of interesting choices, chief among them giving Iago a wife and a motivation. You've got your songs, of course, but only a couple big choreographed dance numbers, one of which completely confirms the Hitchcockian principle that the most desultory conversation becomes engrossing when you realise there's a ticking bomb underneath the table. (Though given that the dancers in that scene consisted almost entirely of jiggling potbellied policemen, I did not strictly need the additional inducement.) The flaws were chiefly technical, such as a scene in the bed of a pickup that had rudimentary lighting errors or a couple with seriously muddy sound. (Could be the print, of course, since the DVD did lock up in a number of places.) And it's not even ridiculously long, at two-and-a-half hours only 25% lengthier than one of our other immediate options, The quiet man.

If the Bollywood Macbeth is even half as good, it'll be well worth our time. Now if we could just convince Bhardwaj to take on Merry wives of Windsor...