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 of the film itself is odd. The ghost of a young soldier who gets raped multiple times in a single night by men whom he loved, bids farewell to his mother and travels the world to see his transgender sister. By possessing living bodies, he meddles with the romances of unfaithful lovers along the way in Taiwan, Japan, Spain and Thailand. He meets a soul mate amid the massive protests of Hong Kong and they take shelter in a disguised garage, where human bodies are treated in a way beyond moral limits.
This film is no different from his other films. Almost every single scene has a completely naked man with his penis on full display, with all kinds of BDSM sexual scenes thrown in at multiple scenarios including penis shots at full glory. Yes, the men are hot and attractive but common , a film needs a lot more than just that to hold audience attention. It has everything that you would expect of a Scud film: poorly shot, awfully directed and played, weirdly written and edited. I mean, I was so bored and lost on this film and despite fast forwarding the film at multiple places, it still feels like a bad dream that is going to take time before I forget it. Some people may recommend you to watch the film for its beautifully sculpted hot men and their dicks and ass (I do have to hand it to the casting team to find these hot guys for this film); but then you could probably spend your time better in other avenues and means to satisfy your sexual urge. Don't feel bad if you do watch it and wonder why you don't understand the point of it. Scud's films have never made any sense and probably never will. (1/10)
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