Nisha Pahuja’s documentary “To Kill a Tiger” opens with a startling picture: a 13-year-old woman braids her hair in close-up as her father relates, in gutting voice-over, how she was raped by three males. Pahuja had deliberate to masks the woman’s face in post-production, however when Kiran (her pseudonym within the movie) noticed the footage at age 18, she selected to disclose herself within the movie. It’s a defiant gesture on her half, to refuse the shroud of disgrace.
“To Kill a Tiger” is a movie bristling with such invigorating defiance. It follows Kiran and her mother and father, who stay in a village in northeastern India, as they search justice with the assistance of activists from Srijan Foundation, an advocacy group. Interviews with different villagers reveal the tribalist, deeply patriarchal values that ensnare Kiran. Each women and men chastise her for her supposed irresponsibility and recommend openly that she marry certainly one of her rapists to revive her “honor” and the village’s concord.
Kiran and her household are heroes, however this isn’t a easy story of heroism. The movie lays naked the uneasy and insufficient avenues obtainable to survivors looking for justice. Is the lengthy ordeal that pushes the household into debt and forces Kiran to repeatedly rehash her trauma making a distinction? Is a combat that pits the household in opposition to their whole neighborhood value it? Does the imprisonment of the perpetrators provide any actual succor to the sufferer or upend the patriarchy?
“To Kill a Tiger” doesn’t provide any straightforward solutions. However in staying near Kiran’s father, who refuses to let his daughter bow her head, and to the woman, who speaks with hope and flinty confidence, one factor is obvious: The revolution begins at house.
To Kill a Tiger
Not rated. In Hindi, with subtitles. Operating time: 2 hours 5 minutes. In theaters.