As a 1955 Indian film, it is also the director's debut, and the degree of completion is amazing. I regret not buying the last two parts of the trilogy.
The photography is beautiful, especially the landscapes and plants, even black and white can't cover it up. The narrative style is rustic, even a bit tame and everyday, but there is a real power to it.
I liked the scene where my sister and Apu watched the train through the reeds the most. My sister said that she would go to see the train with Apu when she was cured, but she couldn't survive that stormy night. The dilapidated hut can't protect my sister, and the speeding train can't go to the distance they want.
What my aunt was humming was her own requiem, and it was also a dirge for society. There are waves in the bland, and the details are touching.
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