Hume Tumse Pyar Kitna, Review: Limerence, belligerence and incoherence
A clutch of songs, exquisitely picturised, with little or no lip sync, linked together by a skeletal story about obsessive love, came to Mumbai cinemas today under the title Hume Tumse Pyar Kitna (How Much Do I Love You). Taken from a hit number from the film Kudrat that was popular in the early 80s, the title of the film is appropriate, and the original song itself occurs several times in the film, on the radio, or as a ...
The reunion of the last living workers of the erstwhile Prabhat Studio becomes a reflection on celluloid dreams, fathers and sons, and the cyclical universe.
The reunion of the last living workers of the erstwhile Prabhat Studio becomes a reflection on celluloid dreams, fathers and sons, and the cyclical universe.
The reunion of the last living workers of the erstwhile Prabhat Studio becomes a reflection on celluloid dreams, fathers and sons, and the cyclical universe.
The reunion of the last living workers of the erstwhile Prabhat Studio becomes a reflection on celluloid dreams, fathers and sons, and the cyclical universe.
The reunion of the last living workers of the erstwhile Prabhat Studio becomes a reflection on celluloid dreams, fathers and sons, and the cyclical universe.
The reunion of the last living workers of the erstwhile Prabhat Studio becomes a reflection on celluloid dreams, fathers and sons, and the cyclical universe.
Part memoir, part reflection, the film celebrates life at the erstwhile Prabhat Studio (now Film and Television Institute of India), tracing the brief reunion of some of its oldest workers.
Part memoir, part reflection, the film celebrates life at the erstwhile Prabhat Studio (now Film and Television Institute of India), tracing the brief reunion of some of its oldest workers.
Part memoir, part reflection, the film celebrates life at the erstwhile Prabhat Studio (now Film and Television Institute of India), tracing the brief reunion of some of its oldest workers.
