The Fifth Horseman is Fear
“My hands are trembling!” says our doctor, vigorously flapping his hands as he tries to shake off imaginary cobwebs. Veins, that, at a much more
“My hands are trembling!” says our doctor, vigorously flapping his hands as he tries to shake off imaginary cobwebs. Veins, that, at a much more
There’s a lot of alcohol in this film that gets poured down our beloved kōhai’s throat. She, surprisingly, suffers from none of the ill effects of
Tokyo’s lonely sun has two solitary witnesses. One is all out of breath, the other is equally out of composure. Taeko, walking ungainly with the
I probably jumped the gun. You see, the vice of quoting something is a feverish act. There’s a passage, a scene, a song – what
Halfway through Seemabaddha, Ray does something that surprised me pleasantly. He introduces a certain Mr. Ramalingam, a soon-to-be retiree at Peters’ Fans. He meets Shyamal, our
“I’ve heard that booksellers don’t read the books they sell,” tells Biswanath Bose, mouth-stuffed with a banana. “Do you ever eat your own bananas?”, he