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Who cares about the people in Zwigato?

Nandita Das' #Zwigato isn't an easy film to watch. 

Reminds you of the many instances when you have ignored the delivery person, or shouted at him for being late, denied him/her suitable ratings. In short, behaved high-handedly with them, a privilege that money gives you.

Reminds you of the large chunk of population that still struggles to bring food to the table,  while a privileged minority orders and wastes it.

Reminds you that the mall cleaner - who picks your trash, is a person with dreams and hopes. And a family to provide for.

Reminds us of the busted "achhe din" dream that was supposed to light up everyone's lives, not just a select few.

Watch it. For #kapilsharma and #ShahanaGoswami. Their superlative performance that doesn't look like acting at all. For artists like #nanditadas who have the guts to show reality in all its stark form. For a mirror to a skewed world where pets have access to lifts, but domestic helpers have to use the back entrance or service lifts.

#Notaneasywatch

No wonder there were just 20 people in the audience. Who wants to see #ZwigatoMovie when you can just naatu naatu?

Comments

  1. Anonymous24 March 2023 at 01:18

    Definitely will watch the movie.

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  2. Anonymous24 March 2023 at 07:20

    Thanks for the recommendation, Barnali, sounds very interesting!

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    1. Sharmila Bharadwaj24 March 2023 at 07:23

      Thanks for the recommendation, Barnali, sounds interesting!

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  3. Venkatesh5 April 2023 at 21:49

    A very good and crisp review about the movie that potrays the reality around us.

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