Hina Mircin

Brilliant making. Poetic in a way which doesn't cross the line to exaggeration. And more importantly, in an era where capitalism was taking its root in the society and when 'nationalism' was being injected into the veins of people through cinemas with false ideals of hope, equality after independence and such, this movie chooses to show the other, more real side of the postcolonial India and the plights of the working-class, and artists whose output to society is not considered 'productive' in the capitalist term in it.