Film Impressions

REVIEW: Pankh

KISS OF THE WONDER-WOMAN

So much of Sudipto Chattopadhyay’s maiden venture is a cacophonous mess that it is difficult to wade through any of it and salvage even a sliver of excitement from the overwrought proceedings on-screen. Clearly every minute of it has been written to provoke and jolt its audience from its presumed complacence, even if it’s done with awry camera angles that ‘swim’ along and the liberal use of cuss-words that ring out more like non-sequiturs than anything cogent and achieve little more than having the bleep censor on overdrive; or with characters that leap out of the screen trying ever-so hard to create larger-than-life archetypes and failing spectacularly.

REVIEW: Pankh

CLIPPED WINGS

Thanks to films and some fiction, people outside the film industry have a picture of what the 'inside' world is like. A character in Sudipto Chattopadhyay's Pankh describes it as hell. The rundown, debauched men, and desperate women who appear in the film seem to confirm these ideas. Unfortunately it is people in the industry who invariably denigrate it.