Are films really necessary?Does it actually make a change,or is it just you patting yourself on the back?Is it really worth it,is it really better than turning a blind eye to those dead in front of you,hoping your recording would inspire something?Does it really inspire?Can art really be a useful tool for a revolution?Is it worth sacrificing two lives in front of you in the hope that your efforts yield fruit?
A cinematic triumph.I love ps vinothraj because he brings the characters whom I have seen for a long time come to life.The people in my hometown,the people in my villages,my relatives and these random absurd events,mostly with the intent of reestablishing the patriarchy and enforcing the caste system.This is how stupid,they look from the exterior.That little small boy,who occupies them to the ritual is me.It is not just me,it is us all.We start just as that boy,but it is the…
Maari ayya.
P.S:Someone mentioned 400 blows and this is the closest to it we have gotten,and that has actually made me comprehend the film in a better way.A small child,full of hopes and dreams,blissfully unaware of the real world,forced to come down to earth,in a devastating manner.While 400 blows didn't have a social aspect to it,this has,as Maari also had to come to with his "social standing" and the extra layer of unjustness.Just looking at it as a film…
