
He disappears after a year, leaving her to fend for herself and their infant son. We learn that Vasudha (Vidya Balan) was married to Hari (Rajkummar Rao) against her will. The rest of the film unfolds via one of the least thought-through flashbacks I’ve ever seen: we kind of see things from the husband’s perspective, even though he couldn’t possibly have knowledge of the events being described. The first 15 minutes are pure Suri: a death, a visit to the psychiatrist, and a man making off with his dead wife’s ashes in the middle of the night. Hamari Adhuri Kahani doesn’t mess with the formula: the three central characters are emotionally damaged, have the worst of luck, and do their best to make things even harder for themselves. Love’s labour is, more often than not, lost in Suri’s films, either through bad fortune or bad choices or some combination of the two. He directed the violent and ludicrous Ek Villain last year, and before that Aashiqui 2, Woh Lamhe and other gloomy tales of passion. Suri is Bollywood’s top purveyor of twisted, pathological romances.
