Earlier this summer, I met up with a friend on a hot and humid June afternoon. The recent rains have been a huge relief to Hong Kongers, so much so that we've been compelled to utter a word of gratitude after complaining nonstop about frizzy hair and humidity. Just before another burst of showers fell... Continue Reading →
Ustad Hotel’s Humble Magic: Thilakan, Sufism and the Malabar Coast
When I was thinking of starting this blog, I knew at the back of my mind that Ustad Hotel would be one of the first things I wanted to share with the whole world. It's by no means a small movie, nor is it underrated or under-appreciated, especially by longtime followers of Indian regional cinema.... Continue Reading →
