Saturday, October 14, 2017

Notes from MAMI: /*rant*/

Rashtrabadi uncle inside an international film festival auditorium preaching the morality of respecting the national anthem and advocating throwing away 'burbaks' who fail to venerate the rashtra, and then walking the damn out of Med Hondo's classic (on blaxploitation and slavery in 60s France, an absolute adudio-visual delight with delicious dolops of sarcasm, subversion and humor) twenty minutes later. 

 Festivals have their absurdities and charm in equal measure.
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