beautifully framed, a film spinning around an essence rather than character, plot or idea, dreadfully slow in most places - essential single mother-only child summer viewing experience

magnificent, bleak audioscape called forth by a colour, punctuated by it, drenched by it-both open, azure blue, and inescapable claustrophobia of death and dissipation, moving as few things can ever be. a poetry of clear, associational images opening into great distances, silences. oh blue! ascend

never been happier about a tv working

waheeda rehman se mohabbat humne bhi ki hai guru