A fun “let’s do this some time again” walkback to Haddonfield’s blood gore glory. Horror equally balanced with drama and some classic Carpenter dread, McBride’s lighter touch and Green’s familiarity with suburbia. Classic homages aplenty, and a stronger, determined Laurie Strode.
Raazi harkens back to the 70s Bollywood music, heavy reliance on chorus, and anthemic sounds. A true period piece which makes it timeless. I loved Mirzya but have somehow not heard it as much as I would have imagined(except Teen Gawah and Aaave re hichki), it is quite specific to the film in terms of the poetry.