Trying to is difficult when the movie itself is a moving target. This independent gem from Kolkata feels like watching a VHS tape that is slowly melting. The narrative follows a bootleg DVD seller who discovers he is a fictional character. The director uses no artificial lighting—only streetlamps and mobile phone flashes.
I watched this at 11 PM. I stared at the ceiling until 3 AM. That is a successful Nasheeli review. Trying to is difficult when the movie itself