A surreal coming of age film about the dumbest, straightest, most passive boy in America getting drawn into the world of a group of gay hustlers who talk like a mix of 1930s gangsters and teen bullies from a 1980s after-school special.
From start to finish, it's a little like Showgirls? Actually, in some ways, a lot like Showgirls. Less intelligent but also less jaded than Showgirls.
The very ham-fisted dialogue almost adds to it, it gives it this endearing…
Bala really isn’t bad, and I almost certainly would’ve rated it higher if not for one big problem. This is kind of the elephant in the room surrounding this film. In addition to baldness, the film focuses heavily on colorism in India, particularly towards women. And, in an extremely smart and politically correct decision, they cast the light-skinned Bhumi Pednekar as a dark-skinned character and just put brown face makeup on her! Awesome! It’s not even good makeup, it never…