Dev.D

What. A. Movie. The man’s a genius. I mean, the things he made Dev do. The gorgeous vignettes. Chandramukhi and a mobile phone. His take on Chunilal. A surprising and strange dance that came from nowhere, and yet fit beautifully with Dev’s descent. It was insane. At first it felt like he was taking the mickey out of every Punjabi shaadi movie ever made, and with dialogue that was alive and rooted in villages and the city. And then, then he just took it somewhere else, somewhere gorgeous, toying with my expectations of Devdas at the end. Would it be too premature to say that this is the finest movie he has made, and that it’s right up there with the finest cinema I’ll ever see? Yep, I’m pretty certain I’ll feel this way after a good night’s sleep.