nrh’s review published on Letterboxd :
institutionalized murder, the old trope of how cops act like gangs made vital and truly scary by nana patekar's vicious performance (his non-reaction to his wife's death is one of the great moments of an incredible career) and the film's image negative relationship to their crime centered films like sarkar/company/d/satya.
if in those films (especially company) the default composition is a sparsely lit, enormous room in which the figures of power sprawl at the far corners in ways that tease out the precise gradients of power; here faces and bodies are pressed together in sickeningly claustrophobic compositions.
everything moves forward from the film's first scene and its first officially sanctioned encounter killing/extra-legal execution. each death just another line in the red notebook.