Cinema is the medium to quench my spiritual thirst
While disdainfully repudiating religious fundamentalism and blatant sexism in Iran, 𝐴𝑏𝑏𝑎𝑠𝑖 trims down even tiniest bits of sensationalism in his grisly crime drama that metamorphoses into a morality play. 𝐻𝑜𝑙𝑦 𝑆𝑝𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑟 is about Saeed Hanaei, a real life construction worker and war veteran who went on a yearlong killing spree, strangling 16 prostitutes to death; ‘cleansing’ his hometown of cardinal sins was his raison d’etre. The film makes Mashhad, the spiritual nexus of Shiite Muslims, as it’s ground zero and…
A ferociously hilarious satire on the wealthy and physical attractiveness stereotype, 𝑇𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑛𝑔𝑙𝑒 𝑜𝑓 𝑆𝑎𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠 is 𝑂̈𝑠𝑡𝑙𝑢𝑛𝑑's nihilistic tour de force that peels the layers of bourgeoisie aristocracy and posits some frightening arguments regarding power dynamics. Interestingly the film is most enjoyable at it's silliest, the monolithic characterization sure lacks vivacity but hams it up nonetheless. The heavy handed treatment and obvious metaphors may put one off but the climax sure possesses a redeeming quality, elevating the film from being just another visual grandeur and superficial tale of exploitation and contemporary hypocrisy.
Simply celestial craft, a connoisseur of Indian art, music and literature, Mani Kaul was cinema in short. His boundless imagination and mastery over composing a scene by impeccable framing, detailed object oriented storytelling, perfect utilization of space and time just turns a rural Rajasthani folklore into visual poetry the rhythms of which effortlessly pierces your soul and continues to ring within you long after the credits begin to roll. The concept of duality never appears so alluring, also Kaul's multi-layered…
Broken walls, scattered bricks, chains of smoke out of a thermal plant, frowning eyebrows of transparent eyes reflecting agony and most importantly a deathly silence; each and every element shares it's own story in Gurdial Singh's drama with deadpan seriousness. It takes time to sink in but when it does, there's no going back, just like his mentor Mani Kaul, Singh strips cinema down to it's bare essentials limiting down the performances and expressions to a level that only allows…