In Apoorv Singh Karki’s directorial, Bajpayee tries but can’t rescue a film that feels cursed by its own self-seriousness


Badi jaldi aagye, wahan se direct flight hai kya? (You came quite early. Is there a direct flight from there?” a Delhi-based policeman says, condescendingly to his Bihari subject in a scene from Manoj Bajpayee’s Bhaiyya Ji. It’s a scene that indicates outright, the political margins within which this film is supposedly set. Margins that are reluctantly looked at as distant, meek and ungainly. So much of this country’s socio-political narrative is shaped by the Delhi-Mumbai duopoly, that the emergence of a force from beyond the centres of cultural production, feels as unlikely as it is also regularly undermined.

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