I've always wondered
why Bollywood films haven't found a bigger market in the West. They make an
enormous amount of films and yet they rarely receive recognition by the Academy
or in film festivals. If this movie is any indication of what other Indian films
are, I think I might understand. It is vastly culturally different in terms of
style from what we're used to. From an American perspective, it comes off as
kind of tacky. You get a similar feeling watching some East Asian television
shows but they seem to have assimilated to Western style in their films. This
is a small thing, but I think a good example is the title sequence. No other
movie I saw at Cannes had a title sequence. There is high octane energy. You
can tell they put some budget into this title sequence that I didn't really
care for. The acting style was also noticeably different. I didn't think the
acting was very good. But all of the actors acted in a similar style that
wasn't particularly expressive or exciting. It's one of those movies where you
hate all of the characters, and the acting doesn't help make them any more
likable. They don't shy away from gruesome images. This movie about a serial
killer is expectedly violent. There are usually limits to what you show on
screen, but they kind of just go for it.
I wasn’t really sure
what to make of the plot. It seemed manufactured. Raman Raghav is a reference
to a real Indian serial killer, but this is not about him. That is made clear
from the beginning. Maybe something was lost in translation, but the title seemed
totally insignificant save to evoke fear. Raman needs his Raghav but isn't it
one name? I wasn't really buying the
into the concept.
I do want to point out that the cast was the probably the most impeccably dressed cast I saw in Cannes.
I do want to point out that the cast was the probably the most impeccably dressed cast I saw in Cannes.
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