There are times when a reviewer has to sit back and ask herself the most important question of them all - “Did I survive the latest work assignment with all my brains intact?” Okay not that. But this would be a more appropriate question - “Am I being too choosy?”
It’s not like all of us have grown up on a staple celluloid diet consisting of only the pure grade 24-carat stuff. It’s not like all of our weekends have been spent puzzling over Eisenstein’s enigmatic montage cinema or over Satyajit Ray’s eloquent use of the camera. No, we have had our fair share of cin....