Rewatching The Lunchbox reminds us why we fell in love with cinema: Irrfan’s masterful performance, Ritesh Batra’s nuanced mise-en-scène, and the tiny details that give every scene depth. Pure nostalgia.
So happy to see Timothée break down again in the ending scene. A throwback to CMBYN, yet so different: not heartbreak, but tragic acceptance. The otherworldly score and Weyes Blood’s voice are magical. Marty Supreme’s opening and ending connect
A bittersweet love letter to Mumbai’s working-class migrants. Payal Kapadia finds the city’s true light not in its towers, but in the people who build it: their solidarity, small joys, and stubborn capacity to love.
“I am a hope-aholic”: In 2023, Gloria Steinem reflected on 50 years of Ms. Magazine, telling Rita Braver about fighting for equal rights and optimism for the future.
Steinem has died at age 92, the Gloria Steinem Foundation said.
Oliver Laxe crafts a healing ritual, not a story. Sirat strips us to zero, where wounds, class, race, and flags dissolve. A rare contemporary film that leaves an indelible mark.
I Want To Talk is tender, heartbreaking, and healing. Shoojit Sircar reminds us why cinema can be more than entertainment. Abhishek’s honest, deeply felt performance lingers in every word, gesture, and silence.