2 hotties in a ‘Hotel’ dish

A new film’s “Hotel Mumbai.”

Armie Hammer and Dev Patel star. Between both, a person could get sexation overload.

Armie, hot after someone’s certain part ejected inside a peach in “Call Me by Your Name”: “I can’t break away from that now. People handed me peaches at my Broadway stage door. They all brought what’ll sit on a shelf, rot and putrify.”

Not to rot is his fame. “You learn to deal with it. Don’t get spoiled. Keep healthy boundaries. Isolate the family part. There are artificial things like combing hair, but you’re there for your wife, chil- dren, the park, gym. I live in LA for the weather, although nothing beats New York.” OK. So, Mumbai. “We shot there. I went everywhere — even to the fishing dock. The place, its sights and smells, is sensory overload. Scary. Don’t eat street food, avoid ice. Guys we called our ‘ambassadors’ ran interference for us. The movie’s terrific. It starts with a siege in Bombay then it’s a nonstop in-your-face onslaught.”

I pulled my gaze off his orange socks while he said:

“After this I’m off to Montreal for ‘Dreamland’ about the opioid crisis and fentanyl. But playing a drug dealer’s easier than that peach scene that Timothée Chalamet did. When I first heard about that one, I wasn’t scared. I originally thought, ‘Oh, sweet. A movie about a peach.’ Turns out I was very wrong.”