Chutney

The film opens with a regular Model Town garden party – not that I’ve ever been to any, but this just looks authentic – with the men being brash with meat and whisky in one corner, and the ‘ladies’ gossiping discreetly in another. A lot is established here with darting eyes and surreptitious glances: that, possibly, Chopra’s under-confident character isn’t as naïve as she lets on, and that this isn’t the first time she will invite one of her ‘competitors’ home for a friendly chat over pakoras.