A mistaken delivery in Mumbai’s famously efficient lunchbox delivery system (Mumbai’s Dabbawallahs) connects a young housewife to a stranger in the dusk of his life. They build a fantasy world together through notes in the lunchbox. Gradually, this fantasy threatens to overwhelm their reality.
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A remarkable feature debut from writer/director Batra. It detours off the cliche track that Hollywood would have invariably taken and traverses a more genuine, heartfelt path. The premise is catalyst, not story. Irrfan Khan brings the same kind of inscrutable intensity he had "In Treatment", but instead of the dance of lies with Gabriel Byrne, here he slowly immerses himself with truths only a stranger could reveal.
The funny thing is that San Francisco start-ups are creating lunchbox delivery systems akin to the one depicted in this film. But there's no poetry here: the Californian Ideology only cares for the bottom line.
An easily watchable story of the human need for connection. On the surface the film treads a safe and familiar path but what sets it apart is it's willingness to go into darker, philosophical and moral territory. Irrfan Khan give a wonderfully rich and perfectly nuanced performance here. 3.5 stars
It is a movie with an open ending, with & about Indian food (a rather special & sensual kind of food) & a love-story with lovers who never meet. It is a movie about a huge city, with a quasi-infailable food delivery system that still manages to bring together two lonely souls lost in a sea of people. It is a movie about change when the status quo no longer works & about the fact no one is too old, ever, for anything.
not a story about great epiphanies or sweeping romances but restrained acts of kindness, hesitancy and difficulties of being vulnerable even with the safety that sometimes confiding in strangers may give..
Ageing, love and good food in dabbas. Simple story held up by good photography and great acting. The dabbawallahs must be enraged by the suggestion that they occasionally fail - even Harvard couldn't prove that.