"Pikoo is a very complex film. It is a poetic statement which cannot be reduced to concrete terms. One statement the film tries to make is that, if a woman is to be unfaithful, if she is to have an extramarital affair, she can't afford to have soft emotions towards her children, or, in this case, her son. The two just don't go together. You have to be ruthless. Maybe she's not ruthless to that extent. She's being very Bengali. A European in the same circumstances would not behave in the same way."
- Satyajit Ray, in an interview to Cineste magazine
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This movie is not easily available, so I am not surprised there are (as of now) no other comments. But this is an absolute stunner. Smooth as silk, Ray brings us an unforgettable vignette of upper-middle class life in Kolkata around the 70's. It is one of his relatively few movies in color, and is only 26 minutes long, but is profoundly and wryly philosophical without for a moment being "heavy". Playful Pikoo and his bed-ridden grandfather steal the show in style. The background score and imagery left me mesmerized. Human warmth, love, relationships, betrayal, life and death, and the transience, twists and implied associations therein, "Pikoo" packs it all in in these 26 minutes. I can honestly say that after watching this, I view life a little differently. I consider this one of his top efforts, but unfortunately, it remains relatively unknown.
