merry christmas! jee is quite close. I am less worried mostly because my syllabus is done and I have kinda given up on life. Today I was trying to write a script for a visual novel and I was wondering how I could show love that isn’t direct — doesn’t need any expression, a bond that exists but doesn’t need to said out loud. Listen I am an engineering student, not a Humanities one, the bigger reason I wanted to make my visual novel was to learn Sokol… But since I was running out of words, I asked Gemini for some inspirations and it recommended me to watch “Charulata”…
The last frame
Set in 19th century colonial India, the movie explores the life of a lonely intelligent married woman. I won’t summarise the movie. There are probably no spoilers in the movie… Shit just happens before you even realise it. The story-telling is different… It’s quite non-linear, nothing happens yet quite a lot happens. The delta between frame is quite small but eventually after the 2 hours you realize what has happened. Just… take some time, don’t use 2x speed and watch it all in one go, you’ll understand what I mean. I will be honest I feel like I was not the intended audience for the movie. I simply feel like there was a lot to the movie; but I simply wasn’t mature or intelligent enough to understand it… Like in the movie… the bond between the married woman and the husband’s brother is unsaid… they clearly fw each other. It isn’t like her husband abuses her or anything. He respects her, he knows his wife well… but he doesn’t give enough time… She feels lonely, her husband is a warlord type dude. He gets hell bent on publishing his newspaper — doesn’t give his wife any time. At the same time the husband’s brother resonates on the same intellectual level. They just form an unspoken bond. Thats it. There is no bs of “i love you” or fcking love icosagons… There’s just a bond. Nobody is the villain, nobody is “cheating” or “getting cucked”. The husband just treats his wife’s intelligence as an ornament. The ambiguity in this film… is insane. The silence in the movie speaks so much — I am a type of guy with an attention span of a goldfish, yet I really don’t know I watched it all in one go. Full 2 hour movie, the silence and the quality story telling… It releases so much Dopamaine, nothing compared to the small subway surfers videos that run on vertical short form content. I am not sure if its placebo effect of name of the great director or simply my own bias towards my mother toungue… There is simply something to it that I can’t describe. The movie left me quite confused. I am not sure if I should call it “peak” or “ass”. I cannot categorize it. I don’t have any word to describe… All I can confirm is… there is some insane amount of story telling in this dawg fr. I don’t know if the ending was bad or good. But everyone realized what they had done in the last frame. Once a truth becomes conscious, you can’t shove it back into ignorance and pretend everything is fine. There is no villain, no bad guys or good guys… just human relations drifting apart… slowly – bonds and trust being broken. Mortal life is funny isn’t it? An average life span of 70 years and we end up making so many complex relations… I usually never watch films and TV because they felt kinda cheap… This film is so… different (I wonder if every film is like this and I was wrong all this time…). It’s like its a different art-form. I have never seen anything of its kind before.
Edit #1 (26/12/25) : Yesterday at night in bed, I kinda figured out the movie wants us to understand mutual respect in relationships.