Kenneth Morefield’s review published on Letterboxd :
Hope to have a 10 Years Later column soon.
This is a film, more than many others, for which I find it difficult to separate what it is doing (both in terms of cultural work and thematic messages) from how it is doing it (technical artistry, efficiency).
As a result, I'm never at ease during the movie, even in its most triumphant moments. But I'd be lying if I didn't acknowledge there are some powerful emotions provoked by the film, ones that come from places deeper than an aesthetic pleasure at the resolution of narrative.
Patel is very, very good. And I appreciate anew the treatment of Salim.
That being said, is it possible for a film to win an Academy Award for its credits sequence? Because I don't think this film does without the dance.