the right to pee in an open field
by Douglas Messerli
Snigdha Kapoor (screenwriter and director)
Holy Curse / 2024 [16 minutes]
Radha (Mrunal Kashid), clearly a young woman who feels misidentified in her female gender, has been taken at the very beginning of this short Indian film to a retreat where she is to undergo a orthodox ritual that will supposedly dispel the ancestral curse affecting her thinking. Her parents, Ravi (Shardul Bharadwaj) and Lata (Adithi Kalkunte), have lied to her, how precisely is never explained but clearly they have not told her the reason for their drive to this spot. Only her brother Bittu (Prayrak Mehta) has been honest with her, perhaps just to get even with her own sibling grudges against him.
We see the victim behind doors locked from within as she attempts to
pack, refusing to remain as a subject to their attempts to “cure” her “curse.”
Her mother convinces her to let her in, trying to assure her that the
ritual is not going to harm her in any way; but the girl is convinced,
nonetheless, that her father hates her, and that the ritual is against her
personal happiness. Lata attempts to explain to her daughter that her body is
undergoing hormonal changes, and she herself once felt similarly. It’s not easy
to be a girl, her mother declares, her daughter interrupting her to demand that
she stop calling her “that.”
But her daughter is still convinced that no one involved is interested
in his happiness.
“Nature gives us all a role to play,” the mother mindlessly explains.
“And you have to play yours.”
What this traditional family cannot comprehend is that Radha has no
other way to speak the truth other than fight such a closed society.
As they continue their trip, a woman hands Radha the Indian equivalent
of a Barbie Doll, proclaiming that after the ceremony, she too will look like
this. Radha takes up the gift with some doubt and apparent disgust, as in the
front seat of the auto the uncle (Anup Soni) hands over a substantial pile of
money to the father, he obviously arranging and paying for the ritual ceremony.
On route, the brother teases her, asking whether she is really
“possessed” or just “mental.” Radha, on the other hand, attempts to make her
mother aware that she has to pee, a request which the entire family seems to
ignore. How might a young a girl possibly be let out of the car to urinate? How
improper would that be?
Angry with everyone, Radha takes out a scissors and cuts off the long
hair of the doll. When her brother pulls the doll from her hands, the whole
family goes in an uproar, the car coming to a stop as both the father and uncle
scold those in the back seat.
It is finally the uncle who leaves the car to pee, leaving Radha to hold
it in. As in most such patriarchal societies, the males simply have the
prerogative that women don’t.
Finally, they reach their goal, the wacky-named “Astrology Center for
Remedial Insights,” where the guru is explaining that when a relative dies
suddenly, he or she is left in two worlds at once, and in this case an
ancestor, a man, Pandit ji (Susas Deshpande) proclaims has possessed her.
Radha meanwhile is attempting to decapitate the doll, as the guru
corrects the mother for not properly covering her head and Radha for not
listening to his insights.
Now dressed in white for a ceremony of flowers, Radha is taunted with
the doll once again by her brother.
Through this all the young “girl” is asked to bow down to her ancestor,
symbolized by two crude embracing figures who seem to be made out of vegetables
and flowers.
As her brother continues to taunt her, she rushes out of the room along
with her brother, interrupting the unfinished ritual to the absolute horror of
the guru.
She chases Bittu into a nearby haystack where he explains that he is
really trying to help her to escape the ceremony. They still mock fight as they
run off suddenly to be confronted by several robbed Hindu men in the near
distance, Bittu suddenly wondering “What is this place?” He asks her if she is madder at the doll or
her father. “Actually everyone.” Radha replies.
“Right, you are better than everyone, aren’t you?”
Finally. Radha turns to him with a rather complex question: “Are you a
boy?’
“What kind of question is that? Obviously I am a boy, no?”
“How do you know/”
But Radha answers that although others tell her she’s a girl, what if
he’s not?”
In a moment or two after thinking, Butti does something so beautiful and
healing that one might never have imagined it of him. He takes up the hated
female doll and puts it on a nearly burning fire. “I mean…you always…like…felt
like a brother to me.”
Radha hunkers down to him and puts his arm around him, which Butti
briefly shunts off before accepting the deep gesture of love.
But at that very moment, the uncle appears, grabbing Radha and insisting
he is not well. “But don’t worry, we are here for you.”
He takes Radha back to the meaningless ceremony. Ultimately, the guru
puts out the flowers, awaiting the crows to come take them away, a sign that
“the ancestors have come and liberated your daughter from this flaw.”
Driving home with Radha, Butti, and Latta in the backseat, no one
speaks.
The men in front seat are now convinced that the crows must have finally
come.
At that very moment, Radha runs from the car, racing to the middle of a
nearby field where she stares back at her entire family with hate and a sense
of justified revenge. She pulls down her pants and, to their entire shock,
pees, confirmed not through sight but with sound.
In Radha’s mind he is still clearly a male with the rights to piss
openly as men do in a field along the side of a road. He will not conform after
all.
Los Angeles, January 9, 2026
Reprinted from My Queer Cinema blog (January
2026).






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