Once upon a time in Bollywood, the first thing an A-list star would ask script-writers was if it contained any sequence to be shot on foreign locations. In days of yore, a majority of formula flicks had to have scope for such pizzazz-enhancing scenes. If there were none, an indulgent producer would get something exotic interpolated in the narrative—a dream song set amidst snow-capped mountains around Zurich, say, or a romantic interlude where the lead pair would wade through tulips near Amsterdam, or an edge-of-the-seat car chase on a Parisian street—to keep the lead actor in good humor. An idyllic European getaway would take the hero far away from Mumbai’s grime and cut short his malingering too, thus helping the producer finish his film on time—a mutually beneficial arrangement.