It strikes me as being less serial killer-like and more like Lars and the Real Girl, except with an Indian widower and not a younger, likely autistic Minnesotan. (And, yes, Lars is one of my cinematic autism headcanons)
Comparing the Universal Oneness of All Life to Yo Mama since 2010.
I was born with the gift of laughter and a sense the world is mad.
I was born with the gift of laughter and a sense the world is mad.