Watching Azhar is like rewinding post-match interview of Azhar, full of stammering, blabbering, illogical and incoherent because the movie is neither biopic nor a sports movie but the disingenuous and slippery attempt by the producers to encash his controversial past in a movie without heart because nowhere in the movie, our emotional chords get tugged due to the endless shuttling between court and home.
The reasons depicted in the movie in a futile attempt of exoneration appear banal ending the movie on a note of self-assured note of reconciliation but few positive features r the sheer innocence and unalloyed love of his first wife played by Prachi who looks like a pretty swan paddling furiously under the troubled water of Azhar’s pond with the biggest travesty of justice caused to Hasmi’s fans because in an attempt to overdo the mannerisms, habits, characteristic gesture and idiosyncrasies of Azhar.
He did not get to do what he is known for writing the message on the wall that there are people who do justice when they are made to play or play their usual self and not made to don someone else’s skin but u end up the movie with two things positive beauty of Prachi and melody of Arijit, humming the song Itni si baat hai mujhe tumse pyaar hai.