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Ugly (2014): Anurag Kashyap's Most Underappreciated Effort

If you had opted for PK instead of Anurag Kashyap's Ugly (who?) for your viewing on 25th December 2014 or following few days, I wouldn't accuse you of anything. Amir doesn't make 3-4 films a year, he does exactly it's opposite and for that matter only, his films must be seen. And that's what we did with his PK and unwillingly snubbed 'Ugly'. PK was a good film too but 'Ugly', I had my eyes set out on it for last two years and yesterday I watched it. With 'Ugly', nothing can get uglier. It's superlative in its positive degree standing. Not only its plot was twisted but its characters too and I feared watching them. One of the only few films coming out from Hindi Cinema in last two years who was so full of tension from starting to finish. If I get to remove Gangs of Wasseypur from Anurag's filmography, UGLY will be my favorite film directed by him. It received a standing ovation in Cannes and I understand why for it's realism could only be matched by great European (and not American) cinema. Full of hard-hitting action and mind-bending suspense sequences that result in a totally unexpected and heart-crunching climax, It's a delight for those Hindi cinema lovers who want a certain something at every turn. I shall rate it among the finest I have ever seen of Hindi Cinema and now if you have watched PK, it's time you watch this gem-of-a-film from Anurag Kashyap. You wouldn't regret this decision.

P.S. Ronit Roy and Rahul Bhat were super-fantastic in it. These are also two very good reasons to watch this film if you opt for ignoring its plot.

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