It's difficult to believe this film was produced 60 years ago. It's timeless - and long, but it draws you in bit by bit, compelling you to sympathise with the sadness of a character who knows the end of an era has come but still cannot accept it until the very end.
A precisely captured portrayal of the declining fortunes of a Bengali landed-family (zamindar) - as the good fortune slips away inexorably (through poor management of the estate and airs and graces and the lavish spending of better times long gone), with a contrasting vignette of the rise of a self-made businessman. The zamindars flourished until the late 19th century, and the film appears to portray Bengal society in the early 20th century.
The human frailties presented are all too universal and ageless - change the location and the story could be set in any region, in any age, in any society.
All the roles exquisitely performed. Film direction and filming (in black and white) are superb by any standards, although the film was released in 1958. The atmosphere, costumes, music, and dance all match perfectly - as far as I can tell from reading novels of the period and photographs/paintings of the time.
We enjoyed it, and thoroughly recommend it.