Some movies are all about entertainment, entertainment, entertainment. If youre looking for that, Harud is not for you. This one was plain simple, gripping and heavy AND sorrowing.
It wasnt a fancy movie. There were only a handful dialogues, unknown actors, no songs, no dancing, but it had drama like one has never seen before. Unspoken drama. Rafiq and his family were coping with the strange disappearance of his brother and while managing their everyday on-the-edge lives in Kashmir, or like many of the characters call it, Hell.
I should have probably done my reading before watching the film (I will soon after this review is done) - the film is based on all the missing men in Kashmir and the Kashmiri graves, something our media has failed to give justice to. One of the most intriguing scenes in the movie was when a Journalist from Delhi arrives to cover the distribution of SIM cards to the local people on Eid. She reports the scene chirpily, describing the atmosphere as happy, which it was far from.
It wasnt a documentary but half way through, I craved knowledge on what actually has been going on in the region, something obviously very close o the director, Aamir Bashirs, heart. The movie was as real as it got for me.
Harud could have been more in your face but Im sure there was a good reason for the director to keep it subtle and quiet. The movie is definitely a one-time watch. Not more, not less and not the same kind of one time watch everyone said for Cocktail. This is a one time MUST watch (followed by lots of reading on the subject).