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Mayophy's Son
A classic melodrama about three women from the Tangkhul community in the Manipuri hills, the film is told in flashback after a young girl, the daughter of Mayophy raised by her widowed grandmother, writes to the narrator having been selected to represent India in the Asian Games. The three women evoke the pristine mountainous landscape even as they encounter modernity and urbanisation.
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A classic melodrama about three women from the Tangkhul community in the Manipuri hills, the film is told in flashback after a young girl, the daughter of Mayophy raised by her widowed grandmother, writes to the narrator having been selected to represent India in the Asian Games. The three women evoke the pristine mountainous landscape even as they encounter modernity and urbanisation.
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Genre:Drama
Written By:M. K. Binodini Devi
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Runtime:92 minutes
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