"It's a documentary"- that's what Oscar winner Jordan Peele remarked, tongue-in-cheek, about his movie "Get Out", which was a horror-satire on hidden racism in the minds of white liberals. Well, the very same can be said about "S Durga" too. It's a harsh documentation of what possibly could happen when a woman happens to be "out of place" and "out of time".
It's not a pleasant watch at all. The un-refined tenor of film does well to bring out masculine rawness which looms large with the threat of violence and intimidation. The much used cliche of "toxic masculinity" makes its presence felt in each moment of the movie- either in the form of self-torture performed by men to appease the idol 'Durga', or in the form of sadistic torture showered by another set of men on 'Durga', the woman in flesh and blood.
The movie fills you with horror each moment, in a Hitchcockian sense, which gradually climaxes to a psychedelic level. There is no redeeming element of compassion and good sense, because the kind souls are either sleeping or pretending sleep. So, the protagonists, Kabeer and Durga, keep on returning to their tormentors, evoking a sense of eternal recurrence of evil, in what seems to be a never ending night.
The paradox of women getting either deified or objectified, without any middle ground of humane treatment, is powerfully conveyed. #SDurga
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