Skip the movie if abstract scares you, for this will not only scare but also confuse. But do watch it if the intricacies of human mind and relationships intrigue you. Must watch for those interested in the art of filmmaking or storytelling too.

X: Past Is Present has its share of dull, grey patches, heightened by the hollow philosophy on life and art that K spouts in his weaker moments. But these are few and far between.

From the heady to the humdrum, the film drifts much like the protagonist himself, but, like him again, makes it to a reasonably meaningful destination.

Consistency is sorely missing, thanks to different cinematographers and their styles. While it is a strain to train your eyes to adjust to various lightings, it is also an effort to switch from one style of narration to another as it veers from sublime to batshit crazy to downright tacky in the course of just 100-plus minutes. Unfortunately and unnecessarily, one thing that is more or less consistent is the camera’s obsession with lurking in and out of the assets of the women involved.

X Past Is Present is an audacious experimental film that left me craving for more. And I am not too sure if I mean that in a good way.

If the film weren’t directed by 11 directors and written by even more people, it would come across as autobiographical. This is as much a compliment to the directors as it is to the editor. Dissecting the film director-wise or story-wise would be grave injustice to how smoothly it has all fallen in place.