a testament to the magic of movies

v/h/s horror beyond everyone's reach—camera as a tool of dissociation from reality &therefore safety but the terror catches up faster and all you're left with is one long lasting shiver

pure poetry in motion, seamlessly traverses genres which leaves you astounded at his capability – every scene brims with raw, manic energy driven by obsessions, leaving you breathless – mani and santosh sivan will always remain one of the greatest working duos – in the end, are we seeing their love story alone or a prophecy of the future?

kaul along with shahani has to be one of the few directors who approached cinema as a temporal medium rather than an audio-visual one. dismissing structure, kaul creates a sense of passing of time bound by rhythm with sound and images--there's something very arresting about how kaul approaches spaces especially the negative space of an artist - the whole theatricality negates the conflict based drama giving rise to something that is far more real yet artificial in it's own way - light and shadow dance together giving life to inanimate objects and creates a sensual rhythm which is the key to the movie.