The collage of images during Raj’s nighttime walk through Time’s Square paint the experience in an exotic, unfamiliar light. I have visited that street many times but the stolen glance at a couple eating French fries delivered me to my first time there. Likewise, the tension created on the subway car between Raj and Vivek feels authentic. Vivek’s second-generation reserve serves as a perfect foil for Raj’s audaciousness and desperation. I am left wishing that they had more time together. Finally, the grainy/shadowy images of Sangam combined with the music and narration work well to impart the nostalgia and sadness of memory. A wonderful film!