Ray's second-to-last film touches on themes common to his later work: integrity and corruption, the disintegration of the family, finding one's path in life. It's an intelligent film, but one that is too talky, stiff and dry. The production value sometimes looks cheap, in that made-for-TV way that often plagues Ray's color films, although the picnic scene is lovely. What really shocked me was Chatterjee's performance. It's dreadful, but to be fair he did have lousy material to work with.