Favorite films
Don’t forget to select your favorite films!
Don’t forget to select your favorite films!
Can't we give ourselves one more chance?
Why can't we give love that one more chance?
Why can't we give love, give love, give love, give love
Give love, give love, give love, give love?
Maybe fathers embarrassing us by dancing is essential to having a sense of self. They want to dance with us. We're so embarrassed.
Love's such an old fashioned word.
The suffering of fathers is mysterious, much like Paul Mescal's suffering in the movie. We just…
Prabha's loneliness is quiet. The only sound it makes is that of a wet cloth being squeezed into a bucket in the middle of the night. It is the scrapping of a cooker from a foreign land against the floor as she pulls it towards her to place it between her legs and embrace it with arms that have nothing else to hold. It is cramped in the non expansive nature of the little space we share with strangers- when…
Veer Zaara, a story told through music, a story told through countries, a story told through cultures, a story told through names. How do two people get to know each other? This movie has a simple answer. You see each other's worlds. In this story, the worlds are, Veer's home, India, and Zaara's home, Pakistan. Veer shows Zaara the fairs, the festivals, the fields- all the joy and beauty that has been offered to him; his village, his parents, his…