If the absurd and by now stale Salman Khan logic at the box office works again, the disproportion between his appeal and his complete lack of talent will be more firmly established. In Bodyguard, his new film, Khan’s arms, which seem ossified, have moved further away from his body. His every expression is more robotic and frozen. There’s no semblance of acting—what he really does is puff his bare chest, purse his lips in rage, and stop short of growling. The best action sequences are digitally engineered, so he doesn’t have to do much in that department either.