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That said, sometimes you come across something that interrupts your plans. After seeing the film Manto, we couldn’t help but write our reviews, even though this site is still under works. So while we work towards your enjoyment, here’s a piece on what we thought of Manto the film;
Manto- Exposing the man that tried to expose the world.
Sarmad Khoosat’s portrayal of legendary short-story writer Manto, is one that completely affects your senses in the strangest of ways. This is a film that leaves you feeling overwhelmed and angry, yet there is sympathy and grief.
The film gives us an inside look at how Saadat Hasan Manto exposed society to it’s hidden demons, while constantly battling his own.
However, you never know how you should feel about Manto. Here’s a man who was aggressive with what he believed was the truth and unchanging in his convictions and yet there are times where you feel angry at him, much like when he decides to ignore his daughter’s fate in order to fulfill his own cravings. On the other hand, you can’t help but pity this same man who was trapped in a mental and addictive downward spiral that he himself could not see past.
And even with these feelings of darkness that the film so strongly focuses on, you can’t help but celebrate the talent that was behind the man. A talent that though haunted him, left back pages of undeniable genius that forces us to see the obscurity in our social order that we try so hard to ignore. In fact, once you do leave the cinema, you are encouraged to go home and read up on Manto and his stories. Not many films can influence you to behave in such a contradicting manner where you both revere and condemn the sole character and for this film to do just that is testament to its substance and a positive nod towards the revival of Pakistani cinema.
Special mentions, must be given to Sarmad Khoosat himself, who engulfs himself into his character so well that you feel as if you are actually sitting in a room watching Manto’s personality unravel and to Saba Qamar, who fairs very well as her character of Noor Jehan.
We have to also mention that after watching the film, we couldn’t help but compare it to our present society, where unconventional genius is either shielded or ignored. If we can agree that genius has no bounds then why do we continue to bound our geniuses? Or is this fate’s final joke on all the Mantos of the world; to have society turn their backs on them throughout their own lives, only to have them celebrated in a later life as another gut wrenching story told by another unappreciated writer in time.