His list of credits on imdb number 57, but I’ve seen him in at least that many. This never ever changed, from his first films in the 1940s to his final films in the 1970s. He maintained his intensity even when he was just a figure in the background. Every word he spoke, every look that he cast, every fist he put on his hips, was suffused with his particular brand of enthusiasm. He was always enormously pleased with himself whatever his ridiculous circumstances. His outfits varied from crazy tribal to crazy military to crazy Arabian Nights to relatively sane tuxedos and suits, but he rocked them all with confidence and the knowledge that he was contributing, dammit!-and that was all that mattered. I love people who aren’t afraid to look foolish (it’s why I love Halloween), and he was most definitely never afraid to look foolish. There WAS no costume too embarrassing for Shyam Kumar to wear.

That necklace of huge gold loops! The orange shirt with carefully contrasting purple tie and handkerchief! His facial expressions ran the gamut of smarmy evil from A to B.Īnd his wardrobe enchanted me.

He didn’t move so much as strike aggressive poses, and all of his dialogue was shouted at a point beyond the camera. Not many people can out-chew Prem Chopra when it comes to the scenery, but Shyam Kumar gave his Boss some serious competition. I watched him strutting around, barrel-chest thrust forward, acting his heart out, and thought: I must know his name. One of the many blessings that Apradh brought to my life was finally putting this man on my radar.

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