Oddly enough, everything Raazi cannot explain or put a finger on, it glosses over in the name of patriotism or watan-love; glorifying thereby the very sentiment it had set out to mock.

This is the unique tragedy of the film: it becomes less of a counterpoint to pseudo-patriotism and more of a companion piece.

Raazi never deviates from its mission to reiterate the patriotic fervour of its leading lady who happens to be a Kashmiri. It’s a fascinating situation but little screen time is given to explore the family backdrop. Because as Raazi reminds us, all is fair when it’s a matter of motherland.