There’s a strange smile that appears on your face as you watch Ramanna dismantling his victims in Anurag Kashyap’s Raman Raghav 2.0. Its not because Kashyap somehow magically manages to justify the mystifying murders in his film, nor because he tries to ground you into rooting for his killing machine, but because the film jabs at that side of a human brain which has violence and anarchy all over its surface. He kicks a dark, blunt hole in your head, one that shakes you to the moment of spine chilling, psychotic disorder. Here’s a film that never steps back on its delivery of evil. It piles a dozen of grim shenanigans in front of your eyes and just keeps increasing the weight until you gasp and possibly choke to death.
When a drug induced haze appears in front of your eyes, all you see is a ray of stark white light that seems to get you to your happy place, but never does. You not only lose your sense of reality but you also lose yourself and the draining feeling never stops. There are times when people push themselves in order to fight the clutches of the hazy feeling that uplifts you from reality, shattering you piece by piece. Some get saved and some don’t. The grimmest consequences that occur during these episodic sedation are often poured onto innocent people who have nothing to do with being the by-products of this fake realism in the first place. Udta Punjab is an important film because it presents the grim-reality of surrounding and surrendering oneself to this fake realism in order to escape the harsh reality of waiting for the good days to come back.