Dhruv Trivedi

Great show, but Anna Sorokin has still committed fewer financial crimes than Donald Trump. Think about that.

Absolutely gorgeous in every sense. It is mana for your soul that will move you.

Another flashy Netflix production that relies on big names but delivers very little. It is truly disheartening to see names like Maniratnam and A.R.Rahman associated with such shallow projects. It's almost like we are forgetting what great cinema these artists have made before. Netflix produces these anthologies quickly (like the atrocious 'Feels Like Ishq'), with the only objective being to "create content." Artists need to have something to say, and none of these films have a message. Only big budgets and flashy cinematography (The fancy and elongated intro of the series should tell you all you need to know.) The episode Peace, which centers around the Sri Lankan LTTE, should have been a touching and carefully made story because of the subject matter. Instead, they could barely find actors good enough to play the roles, or a director to approach it sensitively. It is almost a disrespect to the actual people involved in the war to see them depicted so callously. In all seriousness, the puppy was the best actor in the episode. Truly disheartening stuff.

Shallow and stilted characters that remain unmemorable despite the cast doing a great job attempting to bring them to life. The notable exception is episode 5, which feels well thought out and will stir you, thanks to the depth of the characters (and a stellar cast including Moosa from The Family Man!) that is able to develop in under 30 minutes. The rest feel like a bunch of half-baked ideas thrown together in the hopes that something sticks. Episode 6 especially feels forced, as if all the writers wanted to do was make a story about things youngsters identified with (activism, nasty cops, breakups and Kabir's poetry) but with no deeper sentiment or emotion attached. These stories, much like the "protestors" in episode 6 that treat activism like a self-help book, pretend to loudly say a lot whilst being completely mute and inconsequential.