The trailer for Four More Shots Please Season 4 landed this morning, and I watched it in that half-awake state where you are not sure what you are feeling yet. It opens quietly, almost too quietly, and for a moment, I did not even register that it was new footage. Then the four of them showed up, and something shifted. Not dramatically. More like a tug, a small one, in the part of your brain where old seasons live.
I kept noticing how they walked into the frame. No big moment. No, look at us. Just four women who look like they have lived a little since the last time we saw them. Sayani Gupta has that restless energy again, and it almost made me laugh because it is exactly how I remembered her. Kirti Kulhari looks like someone who has been carrying too many thoughts for too long, in a way that feels familiar if you have ever tried to convince yourself you are fine when you are only halfway there. Bani J feels steadier than I remembered. And Maanvi Gagroo has that bright softness around her that somehow makes even the smallest scene feel personal.
The funny thing is, the trailer does not try to sell the idea of a final season. It does not get dramatic about it. That was what surprised me. Usually, these things try to force a sense of closure. Here, it feels more like the show is letting things end the way real life ends. Gradually. With pauses. With moments that do not spell themselves out.
There is one shot where they all look at each other. Just a look. Nothing else is happening at all. And I kept thinking about it long after it passed. It felt honest. The kind of moment that comes at the end of a long friendship, where you know everything and nothing needs to be explained anymore. The trailer is full of tiny things like that. More expressions than dialogue.
I could see the shifts in them without the trailer having to point it out. Anjana seems to have finally reached the point where pretending is harder than admitting she is overwhelmed. Damini looks like she is aware of her chaos instead of being swallowed by it. Umang has this quieter way of standing still, which is strange for her but interesting. And Siddhi, she looks like she grew into herself when nobody was watching. It is subtle, and maybe that is why it works.
Mumbai looks different too. I am not sure if it is the lighting or just the fact that the show is ending, but the city feels softer around the edges. Less glossy. More lived in. Like it has seen the characters grow and is stepping back a little to let them finish whatever this season needs to finish.
The trailer does not pretend to reinvent anything. It still looks like the same world created by Pritish Nandy Communications, still carrying the fingerprints of Rangita and Ishita Pritish Nandy, still moving with the steady direction of Arunima Sharma and Neha Parti Matiyani. The tone feels settled. Not bored. Just settled. Like the show knows exactly what it is now and does not need to be louder.
The small gestures kept pulling me in more than the big moments. Umang leans forward slightly before speaking, almost like she is choosing her words more carefully these days. Damini tapping her fingers again, a detail so tiny I am convinced the editors left it in on purpose. Anjana’s tired. I cannot believe this expression that women everywhere have mastered. And Siddhi laughed in that open way she never lost.
By the time the trailer ended ,I was not emotional exactly. It was more like the feeling you get when a long evening winds down and nobody says it out loud, but everyone knows they should probably leave soon. A quiet understanding. A gentle ending. Nothing rushed.
Season 4 arrives later this month. I do not think it is the kind of season anyone will binge in a hurry. It feels more like something you let unfold at its own pace, the way you would finish a conversation you are not completely ready to stop having.
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Zayn blends critical thinking with genuine fandom. Whether it’s decoding OTT series arcs or rating the latest Bollywood blockbuster, he writes with clarity, pop fluency, and a dash of irreverence.
