Can we truly grasp how many people live inside us—or who we could become? There are moments, as we look in the mirror—much like Arthur Fleck does—when the reflection staring back feels alien, a stranger wearing our skin. Now imagine the world glorifies that reflection, craves it. What remains of our humanity when we are…
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Vaa Vaathiyaar Review: MGR arrives, the magic doesn’t
There’s a wicked moment in Vaa Vaathiyaar, when a minister is forced to read off a script over the phone, so a group of eavesdropping young activists can be conned by the performance, and walk themselves into trouble. The minister totally aces the performance, and you already know why. The damning assessment of Vaa Vaathiyaar is…