There are very deliberate nods to 'Chinatown' in Navdeep Singh's cumbersomely-titled thriller 'Manorama, Six Feet Under'; but also a very distinctive Indian flavour. I also liked the idea of a detective whose not a real detective at all, just a failed writer of detective fiction with a tired marriage and a corruption scandal hanging over his head. The character's flight into real detective work is an escapist fantasy, one that starts as little more than a game but grows into something more, and the psychology of the character was well handled. The twisty plot was also good, and some parts of it were even original. My only complaint - the film is maybe longer than it needs to be: as thrillers go, it's really quite lethargic. And while I liked the atmosphere, I missed a bit of zim and menace in its languid pace.
Review of Manorama: Six Feet Under
