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Udta Punjab: Strong, Raw and Focused

I would love this chance to comment on the movie and I warn you now that if you havent seen the film, I suggest you turn back this instant!!

Udta Punjab, the tittle itself is quite interesting, the most basic and straight forward inference that can be drawn is "the 'high' addicts of punjab", high here is for those intoxicated, high is also the number of addicts. I myself  have never been exposed to the drug problem in punjab but this sure gives you a real insight. The movie remains focused on the drug problem all through the film, for some time you may even believe its a movie made for a social cause, and it just might be.

The film received a raw treatment as compared to other films and this kinda adds up to the message portrayed. The story is very strongly represented through characters and harsh realities embedded into reel (yes, it is a reality that punjabis have that filthy mouth when it comes to imposing a strong personality). One thing that set back the entire movie for me were the punches (short duration dubs) used for Kareena Kapoor Khan, I mean after being an actress for so long, cant you adopt to a punjabi character (and I say this coz I myself am a punjabi) whereas, Alia Bhatt, played her part really well and convincingly and so did the rest of the 2 actors, Shahid Kapoor killed it and Daljit Just makes acting look easy.

So if you havent watched it yet, go ahead, and watch it.
"In ancient china artists used to say to the kings, let me take you through my art" I think we are in our best of abilities only to guess what all these pieces of art signify.

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