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Overall, the movie has nothing special to offer except some of the amazing performances by the leading actors. The message related to basic problems could have been narrated well. But, if we see then there was nothing new except the strong message which sometimes the people tend to overlook.

Ria Bhatnagar
The Times of India

If government-sponsored public service ads suddenly got bigger production budgets, they would look a lot like Phullu. Like a PSA, the movie over-emphasizes everything with straightforward lines mouthed by amateur actors who pause for effect as the melodramatic background score kicks in. The message here is simple: women should have access to affordable sanitary pads. The social stigmas attached with menstruation and men’s ignorance of the subject provide ample fodder for a clever comedy. The jokes should practically write themselves. But the ones that writer Shaheen Iqbal includes here, are laboured and crass. The writing also does a disservice to the characters; they are weirdly naive about certain issues but could beat sexperts with their in-depth knowledge of certain others. Phullu is shocked to know of the side-effects of using a piece of cloth instead of sanitary pads (another PSA moment with a doctor dispensing facts) and strives to learn the process of manufacturing them. But between beautiful aerial shots of a lake, slo-mo songs, random domestic comedy and abruptly cut sequences, the actual runtime dedicated to his education is too little. It is reduced to a few shots of him cutting-up bundles of cotton with scissors. The only highlights here are Phullu’s mother and a beggar outside a mosque (a great cameo by Inaamulhaq) who provide comic relief. Other than that, it’s all bloated with basic information and will give you cramps.

Nihit Bhave
Phullu
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