It is perhaps no longer hyperbolic to say that Zoya Akhtar’s Gully Boy has achieved cult status, not only in its cinematic expression of a rags-to-riches story, but also weaving a fascinating tale of resistance, disobedience and personal agency.
Notwithstanding the criticisms of its casual indifference to identity politics or invoking familiar tropes of dysfunction and domestic violence, commonly associated with the “poor”, the film marks a creative intervention in offering an unconventional repertoire of digital practice at the margins.

