Sarzameen

Anwar Says: Banner of Dharma Productions, directed by Boman Irani son Kayaz Irani and cast includes Superstar Prithwiraj, Saif Ali Khan's son Ibrahim and one of the most talented actors Kajol, enough to be awake till 2.30 am to finish it in one go. But in spite of all the emotional angle in 500th film made on valley, it could not flourish.

Ibrahim was a real bad choice, after Nadaniyan, absolutely don't know what forced Irani to choose him as the pivotal character. Prithwiraj is excellent in emotional sequences but the biggest setback is Kajol. Director couldn't exploit her at all, not even in the twist. We have such great movies on Kashmir that even a mediocre one could not compete. Climax hardly ignite any excitement.

The only thing I am going to appreciate is the songs and music, you would not feel like using remote. Probably better option streaming on other platforms.

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Sarzameen (2025) ; Movie Review -

Kayoze Irani's Sarzameen is one of those films that sets up an ambitious emotional and patriotic premise, only to falter under the weight of its own overcomplications. While the trailer of the film may seem like it's given away the whole plot, rest assured - that's only a carefully laid-out misdirection. The real twist comes in the final quarter, flipping the story on its head. Sadly, that twist, as shocking as it is, arrives too late to rescue what is otherwise a dull, messy, and outdated narrative.

The story follows army officer Vijay Menon (Prithviraj Sukumaran), a man so loyal to his country that he chooses it over his own flesh and blood. He captures two deadly terrorists and soon receives a threat from the ISI, warning him that his son will be harmed if he doesn't cooperate. Faced with the ultimate dilemma, Vijay chooses duty. His son, Harman, is believed to be dead. Years pass, and out of nowhere, Harman (played by Ibrahim Ali Khan) returns. But Vijay has doubts. Is this really his son, or is it a ploy by the terrorists to breach his home and break his spirit?

It's a strong setup - one that could have offered rich emotional depth and edge-of-the-seat tension. But Sarzameen shoots itself in the foot with its convoluted writing and soap-opera style execution. The film tries so hard to be emotionally layered that it ends up feeling overly melodramatic and illogical at key moments. One of the biggest issues lies in the character choices and screenplay logic. Vijay, portrayed as a highly intelligent and decorated officer, brings Harman into his house without any real verification or caution. He later starts interrogating him over dinner, which is baffling considering the gravity of the threat. His lack of emotional intelligence and situational awareness reduces the credibility of his character and by extension, of the entire story. Harman's return and transformation into a possibly manipulated or brainwashed young man also lacks proper grounding. The portrayal of his emotional state - especially his grudge against his father for choosing the nation over him - feels immature and kiddish. A child might not understand such a sacrifice, but a grown man, aware of his father's duty, seeking revenge for it? That just doesn't land convincingly.

The emotional conflict could have worked if it was rooted in nuance and sensitivity. Instead, Sarzameen turns it into a loud, overdramatized shouting match. The film is stretched to 2 hours and 17 minutes with a pace so sluggish, it feels like a television soap stretched into a feature film. There are entire segments that could have been trimmed or rewritten to maintain focus. But the film seems too invested in surface-level emotions rather than letting its characters breathe or develop naturally.

Prithviraj Sukumaran, a powerhouse performer with acclaimed films like Classmates, Mumbai Police, Memories, and Ayyappanum Koshiyum, is largely wasted here. His performance feels forced, with visible loud expressions and dramatic pauses that the editing fails to cover up. There's little subtlety in how his character is handled - a sharp contrast to his past nuanced performances. Kajol, playing Mehar, does a decent job but is held back by repetitive lines and old-school emotional expressions. Her character lacks depth and falls into the trap of being the sobbing, helpless mother stuck between her husband and son. Ibrahim Ali Khan, in only his second film, delivers a better performance compared to his debut - which most would rather forget. He has a few solid emotional scenes and some action sequences that allow him to showcase potential. Jitendra Joshi, despite having minimal screen time, brings intensity and weight to his character. Mihir Ahuja is decent, Boman Irani is passable, and others like Abdul Quadir Amin and Rohed Khan are serviceable in their roles.

On the technical front, Sarzameen does offer some positives. The cinematography captures Kashmir's stunning landscapes with finesse, and a few close-up shots are particularly well-framed. The production design also reflects authenticity. However, these merits are quickly undermined by a lethargic frame rate and poor editing that makes the film feel slower than it already is. The tension never builds up to where it should be - a cardinal sin for a thriller. The music, composed in line with the film's serious tone, supports the story thematically but lacks any replay value. There are no memorable tracks, and the background score doesn't do enough to enhance key moments. Instead, it sometimes drags the narrative further, making already dull scenes feel longer. The lyrics in some songs are better written, but unfortunately, they get lost in the film's slow momentum.

The biggest disappointment, however, is in the film's overall treatment. The subject - about a soldier's conflict between nation and family, and a son returning from darkness - demanded an intense, sharp, and emotionally intelligent approach. A director like Neeraj Pandey (A Wednesday, Special 26, Baby) could have turned this into a nail-biting thriller. Kayoze Irani, on the other hand, seems more comfortable with theatrical melodrama than layered storytelling. The film ends up resembling a long-drawn serial rather than a taut cinematic experience. Yes, the final quarter of the film brings some excitement. The twist is unpredictable and adds a much-needed jolt. But by then, the damage is already done. The audience is too disconnected to care deeply about what happens. Overall, Sarzameen is a film with solid intentions and a genuinely promising storyline, but it loses direction with outdated storytelling and sluggish execution.

RATING - 4/10*

I recently watched Sarzameen with the hope that it would offer a powerful narrative about a complex geopolitical issue. Unfortunately, the film fell short on almost every front. It was disappointing, poorly structured, and left no lasting impression.

Plot: The storyline lacked depth and clarity. The plot revolved around sensitive themes like Kashmir, India, and Pakistan, but the treatment felt forced and oversimplified. There was no emotional buildup, no twists, and nothing that held the audience's attention. The movie felt like it was trying to say something important, but failed to deliver it meaningfully. Overall, the plot was confusing and bland.

Acting: The performances were underwhelming. Most of the actors appeared expressionless or overly dramatic in the wrong moments. It felt like they were trying too hard, yet failing to connect with the characters or the viewers. There was no standout performance that could save the film. Even intense scenes felt lifeless due to poor acting and lack of chemistry between the cast.

Direction & Visuals: The direction was sloppy. There was no consistent tone or pacing throughout the film. The visuals were plain and uninspired, and shockingly, the film had almost no background music, which made several scenes fall flat. Music is essential for building atmosphere, but here, the silence added awkwardness instead of tension.

Overall Impression: Sarzameen had potential, but it ended up being a paltu movie-confused, politically tinted, and emotionally disconnected. The lack of storytelling finesse, poor performances, and uninspired direction make it hard to recommend. I believe the makers could have done much better with such a relevant subject.

Sarzameen is a half decent Kashmir-set thriller that never quite reaches its potential. The film follows an Army officer torn between duty and family, creating conflict when his military principles damage his relationship with his son.

There are clear echoes of Shakti (1982) in the father-son conflict, but where that film had two powerhouse actors creating electric tension, here the mismatch between Prithviraj's commanding presence and Ibrahim's limited range makes the central conflict feel uneven.

Prithviraj Sukumaran delivers a strong performance as the patriotic father, bringing necessary gravitas to anchor the film. Ibrahim Ali Khan shows improvement from Nadaaniyan but remains dramatically lightweight. Kajol is wasted in an underwritten role that doesn't utilise her talents properly.

Kayoze Irani's directorial debut handles the Kashmir conflict with reasonable sensitivity, though the execution feels safe rather than bold.

The script could easily have been trimmed by 30 min, or chopped at the editing table, and that is the film's biggest bane. The pacing drags considerably in places, emotional beats often feel contrived, and the film plays things too safely when it should take risks.

It's watchable but frustratingly ordinary given its strong premise.

Rating: 6.5/10 (Good performances can't quite elevate predictable material that wastes its dramatic potential)

Review: Sarzameen 1.5/5

Sarzameen is a cinematic autopsy of what happens when a powerful premise is murdered by weak writing, hollow emotion, and a complete disconnect from truth. It doesn't move you, it doesn't disturb you-it just leaves you cold and disappointed.

A story that had the potential to explore identity, pain, and the deep scars of conflict instead becomes a confused mess of half-baked dialogue, implausible decisions, and characters who feel more like cardboard than flesh. Even Kajol, with her immense depth, is utterly wasted here. The emotional stakes are spoken of, but never felt. The performances float without weight, and the narrative-built on a critical revelation-falls apart under the simplest scrutiny.

When a supposed twist rests on a DNA test in a region soaked in surveillance and tension, you expect precision. Instead, we get melodrama over meaning. The script treats its audience as passive observers, never inviting them to engage, only to endure.

Cinema like this does more harm than good-because it pretends to speak truth, but it whispers fiction dressed as depth.

A missed opportunity. A wasted canvas. A story that deserved so much more.