Saturday, March 12, 2016


What I like most about Spotlight, which received the Oscar for Best Picture of 2016, is the restrain. It refuses to play to the gallery, it refuses to veer into flashback, and it doesn’t want to resort into moralising. It just wants to narrate the series of events as it happened, doggedly, and it plays out like a golden-age thriller. There were not even big emotional scenes, except the one where Mark Ruffalo showcased his action chops.

And, for someone who has worked and loved working in the newsroom, the film was exciting to watch. And small scenes stood out, like when the editor asks the Metro reporter to bury the news, or when he corrects a copy, saying, there is another adjectives. Yeah, adjectives were the demons we fought every day, or rather, every night.

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