The movie started with some promise with the older ladies, the mother and the neighbour, with some credible acting. But the main character spent most of the time with her mouth open, strutting awkwardly in heels and showing no acting skills what so ever. The plot involving fashion culture in Pakistan is not really believable, the main actor's context in the city of her birth and in her home is also so far fetched. The only believable thing is the death of Benazir Bhutto- a piece of history woven into the story- and this could have been such a powerful event to focus the storyline along with woman's emancipation but fails to do so. In the end, can't understand the story at all! Better to read the novel perhaps.
Review of Rafina
