How to dwell on tragedy but never address it, in Gulabo Sitabo.
What an oddball? I don’t get the film’s secret agenda. I wonder a lot about the answer and it is sad. I get that it is meant to. It is structured in a way to be. But that hollowness is less scary and more poignant. And that pathos haunts me. But all of this surmounts how good the director Shoojit Sircar’s Gulabo Sitabo is. There is enough muscle flexed in all the aspects of filmmaking for a movie goer to enjoy and learn from it. Personally, what I was drawn to was the way a theme stitched to the characters. Or the other way around. The trick is so seamlessly played out that you find it hard to figure out the source from where it actually emerges from. I don’t know whether the theme inflames the character’s obsession or their obsession leads into a tragic thematic end to their fate. What a sad day!