The bearded filmmaker bonding with a boy in Rituparno Ghosh’s Khela. The clean-shaven Samaritan-cum-strongman in Anup Sengupta’s Ghar Jamai.

Prosenjit is convincing in both films that share their release date and leading man but nothing else.

Even when he calls for a willing suspension of disbelief by claiming that he is 31 years old. Just for the sheer energy and conviction he brings to the role of good son, lover boy, adoring husband and angry young man.

Yes, he is all that and some in this masala flick to which most of his fans would flock before watching Khela. And going by the catcalls and “ooooohs” he still managed from the audience at the Friday evening show in Bharati, Tollywood’s hero number one has got the Friday the 11th cocktail just right.

In Ghar Jamai, he is Shiba. The man who can beat up five baddies sitting on a chair and mouthing ceeti-taali dialogues like “Kukurder elaka hoy, singhader kono elaka hoy na, aar ami singha”!

In Ghar Jamai, he is Shiba. The orphan who saw his mother being killed as a boy and his little sister going missing.

In Ghar Jamai, he is Shiba. The lover who rescues Tina (Namrata) from the clutches of a scheming mother and a rapacious groom.

In Ghar Jamai, he is Shiba. The nemesis of all goons and the thorn in the flesh of badboy Deba (Abhishek Chatterjee).

Yes, Ghar Jamai is all about Shiba. Namrata has little to do in cleavage-revealing salwar-kameez, but she seems quite a scorcher. If Namrata is an eye-catcher, Piya Sengupta (Abhishek’s partner) is an eyesore. Just because she happens to be the director’s wife doesn’t mean she should thrust her pot-belly at us.

And Goutam Shusmit’s music is all about loud songs and inane lyrics.