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.
Director: Aman Wadhan.
The reunion of the last living workers of the erstwhile Prabhat Studio becomes a reflection on celluloid dreams, fathers and sons, and cyclicity of the universe.
Director's Note: On the lush premises of the Film and Television Institute of India, under the long shadow of the erstwhile Prabhat Studio, an important chapter in the history of Indian cinema quietly passes on from one generation of studio workers to the next. Stories galore, a few of them already legendary — some are slipping away into oblivion, countless others beg recall. This student film humbly started with a wish to bring together some of the oldest witnesses from the Prabhat era, but in the course of its making, after sifting through historical documents and personal chronicles, what has emerged is just this: What is it that truly lives on?
