Divya Delhi: One-sided and too restrictive, Udaipur Files paints a community as monsters while claiming justice. Hate crime is unfairly, abrasively, and lacklusterly portrayed. This film was long censored. Understandably. After the cuts, a one-sided, inflammatory, and contentious narrative of two out-of-town thugs mercilessly killing a guileless, godlike tailor survives. Possibly due to censorship, the jumpy story claims the whole community committed the crime. Too-eager filmmakers and other cultural aggressors should separate hate crimes from religion. The heated narrator describes an evil Mullah (with a fake red beard) trying to rape a teenage lad (with makeup so immaculate it would embarrass Rekha), but the youngster, an Indian Intelligence spy, refuses and is brutally murdered by the cleric. A policeman laments, “I wish there were more like him; then every Muslim wouldn’t be seen suspiciously.” Here, the film disproves its impartiality claims. We find nothing in this harsh, biased, and mortifying picture of a crime against humanity to support the we-are-only-showing-what-really-happened argument. Directors Bharat S. Shrinate and Jayant Sinha and authors Amit Jani, Bharat Singh, and Sinha have constructed a horribly prejudiced universe. Some are hostile, violent, and kohl-eyed. No fair representation is sought. The film's fundamental issue isn't its crime politics. A bad product with little cinematic value is its worst attribute. Every actor is hammy except Vijay Raaz, who downplays the tailor's overacting. The opening titles say ‘Superstar Vijay Raaz.’ Resting my case.