Family resentments have set in stone, laid buried, until an old man and his son bring them to the surface at the Hotel Salvation. As the old man prepares to die we find out he wasn't always so wise, and that the son has inherited generational mistakes by in turn wanting to disallow his own child's heart to influence her life.
The story really needs a more experienced hand at the tiller (one can only relish the thought of what Ray would have achieved with it) for Bhutiani falls into the trap of oversentiment and stock characterisation. Even so, it is a promising debut, with beautiful photography, decent acting throughout, and an assured control over pacing.
If you're expecting an illuminating essay on life and death you'll be disappointed, but it is a reasonable story reasonably told, and Bhutiani is someone to keep an eye out for.
I enjoy a bolywood film as much as the next person, but are we really expected to speak the indian languages? I wish the movie details on the website gave some language and subtitle information.