Truth hurts. As long as Hindu was vile, lecher, dacoit or rapist and Muslim/Christian was kind, God fearing, Self less dozen of humanity, Narula was lover of Indian Cinema. Dhurandhar showed her the mirror. Suddenly she is angered to see ugly truth. Mirror is bastardised for her.
The way cinema in India has been bastardized I feel so sad for the younger people who are only being exposed to cinema that amplifies lies and hate. So glad I was born in a time where cinema was art. Neither are the love stories the same nor are the patriotic films. Mediocrity everywhere