branajoy

This not a fiction. It is not a documentary. It is not 'experimental'. It is hard to categorize this film. It is definitely an attempted comment on worldly existence, an essay. Though wholly subjective and completely personal. The essay is 'written' with some fictional elements, some documentary evidence and some autobiographical sketches. It is a truthful and honest account of a man, from under whose feet the mother earth was pulled away as if it was a flimsy rag. He does not want to fall, but he is falling. He is perpetually drunk. His family has deserted him. His ideology is shattered. No one gives him the attention he deserves. He is not in full control of his senses. Everything that he can feel with his senses, seem to be out of control. He wipes his face with his large paws as if to wake up from a stupid nightmare. With supreme courage he attempts a heroic journey 'inwards', towards the womb.In the end ghosts come and dance. He is confused.