…a treasure trove of DVDs in a hole-in-the-wall in Delhi.
Out came a stack of DVD’s. I rifled through them quite amazed at the range of titles available. All of Ozu, the entire Marx Brothers, John Wayne, Early Kurosawa, it seemed endless. Just when I thought I had seen enough the unnamed man thumped another lot and then another and another.
Does the director of “English, August” walk way or does he succumb? Read his post. And while you are there, be sure to peruse the rest of his blog too – lots of little gems there!
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