I just watched Phule and honestly, I’m surprised how so many bad reviews have piled up against it. It doesn't feel organic. Looks like there’s a campaign going on.
I went to the theatre pulled by the lure of Pratik Gandhi, Anant Mahadevan, and the legend of Jyotiba Phule. But when I came out, it was Savitribai (Patralekha) who stayed with me the most. What a performance. Strong, tender, fierce — everything Savitribai deserved.
Phule is a beautiful, honest telling of Jyotiba and Savitribai Phule’s lives — their struggles, the amount of hate they had to eat just to do something as simple and pure as educating girls and the so-called 'lower castes'. Watching it, you realise how much of the modern, educated India we are proud of, actually rests on the shoulders of these two.
Yeah, I heard some groups forced the makers to tone down a few words. But even then, the message shines through, loud and unapologetic. It’s a well-directed, splendidly-acted film. Very real.
The practices, the tensions, the way society was wired back then — I don’t think I’ve seen that period captured this authentically before.
In fact, during the film, my mother kept telling me little things — like how ‘shudra shadows’ were a real thing, how zamindars thought of themselves as gods.
The theatre was packed for an evening show, and when the movie ended, there was applause. Some guys even started chanting "Jai Phule!" My mother said it delivered its message way better than Chhaava did.
And then there’s Pratik Gandhi. Man has a hypnotic presence. There’s a scene — a close-up — where Phule looks straight into the camera and says:
"India is an emotional country. It’s easy to divide us on religion and caste. And this won’t stop. People will keep trying."
You could hear a pin drop in the hall. It felt like he wasn’t just warning people of that time — he was warning us.
Which is why I’m honestly shocked to see some people (like The Wire) call this a 'dull' or 'neutered' biopic. Were we watching the same film?
For me, Phule sits right next to OMG 2 — both using education as a weapon for rediscovering equality.
The film is clever too — it shows how Phule could see through the British agenda of using English education to convert Hindus to Christianity. He understood it, but still used English education to arm the oppressed, to build a better future. He didn't throw the baby out with the bathwater. He was smart about it.
First half went by so fast, my mum asked me, "Interval already?" That’s how engaging it was.
More than anything, Phule planted something in me — a want to read more about the Satyashodhak Samaj, about the man who lit the torch that later Babasaheb Ambedkar carried forward.
At a time when students like Rohith Vemula are still being crushed for their caste, when religious extremists are still poisoning minds, when tensions between communities are being deliberately stoked — a film like Phule becomes necessary.
There’s a brilliant scene where religious leaders accuse Phule of westernising society, and he simply says —
"If your religion can give your children the power to become doctors and engineers, go ahead. Otherwise, let them learn."
Chills.
It’s a rare feeling when a movie feels like a personal win. For me, Phule did. And I’m glad I watched it.