Well, let’s see. A greedy boy from the cursed city Tumbbad, where it rains constantly and everyone is very comfortable being soaking wet, grows up to be a greedy man. A grandmother who is kept alive and in misery by a hex, knows where a treasure is. The treasure, is in a goddess’ vagina, in a tomb, where her son, a red Bad Romance demon-like thing, lives. The now-adult boy visits the demon in the tomb vagina periodically whenever he needs coin, by distracting him with dough dolls and stealing his gold. The original music is catchy,the acting is well-done and I don’t even mind the slow motion CGI. It could use a little bit of the flair and pizzazz a typical Bollywood film might have, even if it just stole some colour. It reminds me a bit ofThe Fall, but it’s more interested in anIndiana Jones-type story than bright costumes. The story’s end and the accompanying visuals are just short of fantastic and sealed the deal on this sleepy Indian fairy tale.
This is the director’s second full-length film after Hereditary, and let me say, I thought it was fucking fantastic. It has everything I want: flowers and hippy euphoria nonsense, strange plot line that actually somehow makes sense, uncommon gore, and a break-up story with a fantastic ending. I think most will probably like Hereditary more (though you have to look up what’s it’s actually about afterwards to appreciate it fully), but this movie was my jam. I also thought the acting was very well-done, the actors were well chosen, and the location was on-point. It’s a story about a rocky couple and their friends who venture to Sweden for a mid-summer festival. Things get very cult-y and weird as the group discovers (and participates in) more “family rituals”. Things go from bad to worse at a believable pace, and I found the choices the characters made strangely realistic for the situation they’re in. The one and only thing, in my opinion, that’s lacking in this movie is the scare-factor. Don’t expect any tension or jump-scares in this film, it’s not really the director’s style. He’s more of a slow, repulsion kinda guy, and I can’t fault him for that, but that’s why it’s not at a perfect score.