In the way Jogi uses Bollywoodian melodrama as its chief operating instrument, it serves only to undercut the tragedy, making it less than it was.

The film’s inherent sincerity sees it through the clunky stretches. And Diljit remains eminently watchable.

Jogi wants to believe it is a morally courageous film. It’s not. In fact, this is the kind of convenient and vicious “political” film that wants nothing to do with truth, except peddle its own agenda.

Director Abbas Ali Zafar handles the logistical difficulty of mass violence skillfully. But too often it feels as if the director doesn't trust the material.