Sunset pe madat hojati hai bas

The anger is, I have no power, but I am filled with opinions.
The film opens with the author Vinod Kumar Shukla in the background, it's him in the shadows of the leaves on the wall that we keep revisiting (someone do a count), and then there's a guy who goes full nostalgia porn for 10 minutes. Finally Mishra gives Vinod Shukla his first close up, which is a side profile shot and it literally evokes denial. I don't get…
This felt as good as a Malayalam film. Almost took me to Lijo's EE MA YAU. Someone returns to their village and the drama keeps unfolding. The characters move quick. The dialogue is Spike Lee snappy. Has insane kinetic frames with an epic use of full frames for IMAX. All the scenes are so well designed that the sync of music and score with the actions of the characters never lets you think of the genre fallacies. The sex sells.…