thinking about the fact that Hamza really, really tried to stop Rehman from helping Iqbal
(slightly inspired by this post)
yes he did that for his country, and for himself so he wouldn’t have to be complicit in the consequences. but idc man I would like to think that this was the moment where firstly, he realised how much he’d grown comfortable with Rehman, Uzair et al., and secondly, it was the moment he was jolted back into reality.
his desperation, while of course because of the substantive issue at hand, also stemmed from the fact that he was suddenly reminded of his mission. he was reminded of the sheer scale of things, of the gravity, of the stakes. and one tiny, tiny part of him didn’t want to abandon the semblance of peace he’d found.
maybe he could convince Rehman away from this, and things would be okay again.
but. well. I guess nothing in Hamza’s life has ever truly been “okay.” the emotional and psychological burden imposed by this mission alone far outweighs the physical suffering he has experienced/will experience. because what a mindfuck, right? infiltrating a mobster gang, climbing the ranks almost instantly, needing to do this for the greater good—but along the way, the bonds and relationships you faked suddenly stop feeling all that fake.
these are people you’re supposed to hate. why are they the source of the only comfort you’ve felt in years?
this is why I fear I won’t enjoy part 2 as much as I did part 1, bc the crack depth they put in the first movie is probably not gonna be replicable. I mean, the thing I liked best was seeing the almost-found-family dynamic from Hamza’s point of view, seeing the development of his relationship with the other characters and all the implicit angst and pain that came with it. but I feel they’re kinda gonna wash their hands of that whole aspect of the movie in part 2.
I really hope they don’t. because the magic of Dhurandhar wasn’t in the bloodshed. it was in the heart.
It still hasn't sunk in for me that we are actually getting a season 2. Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined it ;_; Wish I could go back and tell my 14 year old self
If you find yourself having A LOT of all-nighters of emotional processing, it might be worth examining new ways of fostering trust rather than addressing the same all-nighter topics over and over.
