This is sort of an odd post to make. Obviously, as an American, I have a very complex and personal and emotional relationship to 9/11. For one thing, it’s also my Grandpa’s birthday (95 today!). But I want to set aside the American part of it for a post, and take a quick look at how Indian film has struggled with the changes 9/11 brought on the world. (obviously, all kinds of trigger warnings and I understand if no one wants to read this post, but I felt like I should make it)
Happy (?) September 11: How Does it Look From India
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