Film Festival @MCC

I feel that film festivals aren’t just about watching movies; they’re about feeling them. And today? I felt every frame, every whisper, every contrast of black and white. The 13th Chennai International Documentary and Short Film Festival at MCC wasn’t just an event it was a deep dive into emotions. Here’s what hit me the most.

1. Monochrome Sacrifices & Vibrant Futures

I feel that the first documentary played a visual game that got me thinking. Parents were in black and white, kids in color. Why? Because sacrifices are silent, yet they shape everything. The grayscale of pain, struggle, and compromise stood in stark contrast to the bright hues of a child's laughter, dreams, and success. It was like the filmmaker was saying parents drain their colors to fill their children's world with vibrancy. And that? That hit deep.

2. The White Masks of Womanhood

I feel that the Bengali documentary made me question everything. Women in white masks, their faces hidden. At first, I thought maybe they don’t want to be seen? But the final shot blew my mind. The masks weren’t on their faces anymore they were placed on red sarees. That’s when it clicked. A metaphor. A message. The unseen burdens of a married woman. The constant pressure to cook, clean, and keep up the facade of a ‘happy marriage.’ The choice of a white mask, not black, made sense she’s not lying, just hiding everything within. The use of real whispers, indistinct voices, and traditional instruments made it feel even more raw. Absolute chills.

3. Kerala’s Liquid Gold: A Mother’s Gift

I feel that the Kerala documentary wasn’t just informative it shook me. Breast milk bank? I had no clue this existed. The documentary started with a punch so many newborns die due to a lack of mother’s milk. And then came the answer: a breast milk bank where moms donate milk to save lives. The process, the impact, the awareness it all came together so powerfully. It wasn’t just a documentary; it was a wake-up call.

I feel that every documentary had something special. Some made me think, some made me emotional, and some changed my whole perspective. This festival wasn’t just about films; it was about uncovering truths, seeing the unseen, and feeling the rawness of life through a lens. And that? That’s the real magic of cinema.


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