Kilometers and Kilometers is a mixed bag, giving you a sour taste at the end. It starts with borderline pretension about an American solo traveller wanting to explore India and depending on an unreliable loafer (Tovino Thomas) for the quest. There are problems with this setting, but even if you ignore them, the film rarely invokes a feeling of adventure or hedonism. All it manages to convey are two perspectives about life: relations are important vs each man for himself. But with whatever this wannabe emotional drama pulls at the end dampens everything. I had a very exhaustive experience watch...