How can one expect dreams to last? They are built on quicksand...

I am stunned. Duvidha develops a visual and formal language entirely its own; I've never seen anything like it before.

Kaul uses the camera in such an inventive way and in doing so creates spaces that are incredibly dynamic and unique. He presents a new world of cinematic storytelling---I am baffled that this came out in 1973 and I haven't seen anything like it made since then. This one seems to be operating entirely in its own realm, which is something I haven't sensed in a film since I watched Fei Mu's Confucius. Duvidha is arresting, beautiful, fresh and original. Again, I am stunned.

To my (possibly naive) eye, this is a masterwork. And the saddest ghost story ever committed to film.

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