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i still remember how euphoric i felt coming out of the theater on opening night: no one else i knew had seen it, and it was my most anticipated film of the year at that point. i took a bus down with my good friend (hi cam), exams looming around the corner, and we blew a ton of money on the tickets; when i got to actually experience the film, with an eager audience of desis like me whistling and…
made me feel like a kid again. a little incoherent and self-serious (i can’t say i liked kamal’s big monologue at all, i’m sorry), but the vast majority of this is some of the most brutal ownage you’ll see in a theater this year delivered to us by masters of the craft. gotta admire kanagaraj’s stones in bringing together mythology from multiple movies and actors’ personas, shooting it with wonderfully mobile and forward-thinking digital imagery that’d make mann blush, and…