This Hindi movie is a pretty straightforward slice-of-life story that tries to give a modern look at what it's like to be a single, professional gay man. It dives into how he understands who he is, the chances he missed out on, and the personal choices he’s made along the way. The director used three parallel timelines to tell the story, which honestly didn't make much sense to me. While the core idea was actually pretty interesting, I really feel like this would have worked way better as a short film considering the point it was trying to make. Still, it wasn't a bad watch. The plot centers on Rachit, a city professional, and his friend Shikhar as they hang out for an evening. Rachit is a polished, urban guy, while Shikhar has more of a "small-town" rustic vibe, and you can really see the contrast between them when they talk. As the night goes on, Rachit starts thinking back to some old memories from a long time ago. He remembers being an intern after college in ...
The premise is very basic and simple. Jim, 30s, is a filmmaker who had a special relationship with Michael, 20s, an actor he worked with five years ago. In the midst of shooting a film, Michael quit from the project. While the city is in a lockdown, the two meet again. Their dynamics becomes volatile, fighting at some point and making love the next moment. During this time, Jim's mother becomes ill, and dies which somehow comes in between the relationship of these two men, halting their relationship once again. After sometime, at a wedding, Jim and Michael meet again. Will they finally seize the chance to realize their protracted relationship?
This hour long plus film could easily have been a 15 minute short story. I guess what the maker is trying to say is that true love will stand the test of time and a couple truly in love may meet a few times and feel that their relationship is not headed anywhere but destiny will give them chance. But what is annoying was the overtly used poetic tones which annoyed me as a viewer. We have shots of stairwells and staircases that do not appear to allow exits and entrances. Lines of walls crisscross and shoot up to tiny apertures letting in the blue sky or, maybe, some artificial light. Hallways are photographed in blistering red and pus yellow. The long dialogues with the mother, the random music and the almost love-hate relationship between the couple; none of it made any sense at all. The actors are strictly ok, but what can the poor folks do, when there is hardly a script and the director is probably getting free money to enjoy his experimentation phase of making films. I am sure there are people out there who would possibly describe this film as a beautiful work of art, but of my cinematic sensibilities tell me anything, it is a sheer waste of time and money and art. (1/10)
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