Filmiholic is having a great time at the Indo-American Arts Council’s film festival. She ’s impressed by Punching at the Sun.
A genuinely funny and touching movie about what it’s like to be young, Indian and American, and growing up in the U.S.But wait, that’s not what this story is primarily about, and maybe that’s why it doesn’t suffer the same fate as earlier movies that were only about that East-Vest mix of growing up a certain four-letter acronym and resulted in stories that were overwrought, stiff, and leaning on too many stereotypes.
She also recommends Necessary Illusions.
… the ever increasing rumble in the background and eventual roar of jet engines, the simple process of handing in a passport and paperwork at a counter suddenly becomes as fraught as watching someone try to escape over or under the Berlin Wall during the 1960s. The act of slitting open a stuffed toy, a pug dog, was chilling and had me on the verge of tears. And it just gets more violating and humiliating.
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