Mention Hrishikesh Mukherjee and it is obvious that we conjure up images of boistrous households, kurta-clad men and sari-clad women celebrating their middle-class lives on-screen and everyday images of, what was then, Bombay. But way back in his inchoate days as a director, Hrishida came up with a silent gem called Anuradha. In the year... Continue Reading →
It is a daunting task for a filmmaker to break into the big scene with a purely experimental work. But what if an established filmmaker tries to move off the beaten track? Dibakar Banerjee does just that with Love, Sex aur Dhokha. Having touched the lives of the urban middle-class in his previous films, the... Continue Reading →
I had boarded the Tamil Nadu express at 10pm. My break was over and I was headed towards my college. “Are you going to Delhi?” I asked him. He laughed at my question and climbed on to the upper berth and went off to sleep. I had always wanted to know what prompted foreigners to... Continue Reading →
“Let us watch My Name is Khan four-five times and defeat these communal bigots” yelled Congress Spokesperson Jayanti Natarajan in a news channel during one of the hot and stale discussions on the Sena versus Shahrukh controversy. Controversy, it should be noted, is the key word. What began from the personal comments of the owner... Continue Reading →
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