
2019 · Aditya Dhar
For when you want a gripping military thriller with a mission-movie spine — tension, hardware, and catharsis. A charged watch rather than a cozy one, and best met knowing it wears its nationalism openly.
After militants attack an Indian Army base at Uri in Kashmir, killing sleeping soldiers, India plans a retaliatory covert operation across the Line of Control. The film follows Major Vihan Shergill, a special-forces officer pulled back from a desk posting to plan and lead the strike, tracking the operation from grief and intelligence-gathering through rehearsal to the night raid itself.
Tight, propulsive, and engineered like a countdown — it moves with a procedural coolness punctuated by bursts of intense night-vision combat. It's also unapologetically rousing and patriotic; whether that stirs or unsettles you, it's built to raise your pulse.
Vicky Kaushal's coiled, committed lead turn made him a star and won him a National Film Award; Yami Gautam and Paresh Rawal give solid support on the intelligence side of the operation.
Debut director Aditya Dhar strips out the song-and-melodrama conventions of the older Bollywood war film and builds an operations procedural instead: briefings, drones, helmet-mounted perspectives, and long, immersive raid sequences with muscular sound design. The nighttime combat rewards a dark room and good speakers.
A modestly budgeted January release that became one of the biggest Hindi hits of its year and a genuine political-cultural event — its catchphrase 'How's the josh?' escaped the multiplex into everyday speech. It launched both Aditya Dhar and Vicky Kaushal into the industry's front rank and set the template for a wave of nationalist military dramas.
Reception & legacy: how Uri: The Surgical Strike was received, argued over, and remembered →
Uri: The Surgical Strike is a Hindi-language military procedural that dramatises the Indian Army's cross-Line-of-Control raids of September 2016, undertaken in reprisal for the militant attack on the Army brigade headquarters at Uri, Kashmir. Aditya Dhar's debut feature arrived on 11 January 2019 as a modestly budgeted, star-lean production and left as one of the defining commercial and political events of the Hindi film year — a picture whose interrogative catchphrase, "How's the josh?", passed within weeks from the multiplex into stump speeches and street usage.
Its formal ambition is narrower and sharper than the Bollywood war film that preceded it. Where Border (1997) and LOC Kargil (2003) built themselves on ensemble melodrama, song sequences and elegiac sacrifice, Uri organises itself as an operations film: intelligence acquisition, target selection, rehearsal, insertion, execution, extraction. The register is closer to the post-Zero Dark Thirty American procedural than to the Hindi war-weepie, and the film's importance lies substantially in that transposition — the demonstration that a Hindi audience would sit for two hours of planning-room granularity and night-vision tactics, provided the emotional charge of national grievance was kept at full pressure underneath.
It is also, unavoidably, a state-aligned film, released into an election year and read by many commentators as an instrument of it. Any serious account of Uri has to hold both facts at once: a genuine craft achievement in a mode Hindi cinema had not previously sustained, and a work whose narrative rhythms are congruent with an official account of contested events.
Uri was produced by Ronnie Screwvala's RSVP Movies, the banner Screwvala built after exiting UTV, and it fits the profile that banner was pursuing at the time: contained budgets, subject-led rather than star-led packaging, and a bet that a well-executed genre premise could out-earn its cost several times over. Vicky Kaushal, cast as Major Vihaan Shergill, was at that point a critically respected character actor coming off Masaan (2015), Raman Raghav 2.0 (2016), Raazi and Sanju (both 2018) — a credible lead but not a bankable one in the traditional Hindi-industry sense.
The origin story attached to the project is well attested in trade coverage: Dhar had been preparing a film with the Pakistani actor Fawad Khan, a production overtaken by the 2016 Uri attack and the subsequent freeze on Pakistani artists working in India. The shelved project became, by Dhar's account, the impetus for writing Uri. Whatever one makes of that as authorship narrative, it locates the film precisely within the political weather of its own making.
Commercially, the outcome reset expectations. Trade press reported a production budget in the region of ₹25 crore against a worldwide theatrical gross many multiples that figure — a ratio that placed Uri among the most profitable Hindi releases of the decade and made it the year's breakout. It opened on the same date as The Accidental Prime Minister, so that a single January weekend carried two overtly political Hindi releases, and it played through the Republic Day corridor with unusually flat weekday decline, the signature of repeat and event-driven attendance rather than front-loaded star opening.
The film's institutional legitimacy was subsequently confirmed at the National Film Awards, where it took Best Direction for Dhar and Best Actor for Kaushal (shared that year with Ayushmann Khurrana for Andhadhun), with further recognition in the sound and background-score categories.
Uri is a digital-capture film that treats the camera less as an observer than as a piece of issued equipment. Its most conspicuous technical signature is the sustained night-operation aesthetic of the final movement: a green-shifted, monochrome-inflected image keyed to helmet-mounted night-vision optics, held long enough to become the film's primary visual environment rather than a punctuating effect. Achieving that at feature length requires low-light digital sensitivity, tightly controlled practical sourcing and a grade that can hold legible geography inside near-darkness — the sequence's readability, rarely remarked on, is its real technical accomplishment.
Aerial and drone photography carry the film's geographic exposition, delivering the ridgeline-and-valley topography of the Line of Control as a strategic object rather than a scenic one. Terrain in Uri is nearly always framed as a problem: elevation, cover, distance to extraction.
Technology also enters the film diegetically, as plot. The surveillance drone disguised as a bird — an ornithopter developed by a young engineer within the state's technical apparatus — is the picture's clearest fantasy of national capability, an emblem of indigenous ingenuity solving an intelligence problem that conventional means cannot. It is where the film shifts from procedural to wish-image, and it is worth noting as such: bio-mimetic surveillance platforms are a real research area, but the specific device and its decisive operational role are dramatic constructions.
The sound chain was built for a large-format theatrical mix, and the film's exhibition profile depended on it; Uri was, for a substantial part of its audience, an immersive-audio event.
Mitesh Mirchandani, who had shot Neerja (2016) — another true-events thriller built on confinement and mounting dread — gives Uri a hard, desaturated, cool-leaning palette that shades steadily toward the green-black of the climax. The handheld idiom is controlled rather than chaotic: the camera stays close to shoulders and weapons, moves with the squad, and finds its coverage from within the formation, but it does not surrender legibility to shakiness. Compositions favour the medium-close over the wide, so that operational space is assembled cumulatively from fragments — an approach that both raises tension and, conveniently, keeps the film's geography schematic.
The war-room and briefing scenes are lit and framed in a colder, more static register — institutional interiors, screens, maps, faces held at conference-table distance. The visual grammar therefore encodes the film's central binary: deliberation is still and blue-grey; execution is mobile and green.
Shivkumar V. Panicker's cutting is the load-bearing element. The film is divided into five titled chapters — the Manipur cross-border operation that establishes the protagonist's competence, the attack on Uri and its domestic aftermath, the formulation of intent, the escalation, and the strike itself. This chaptering imposes a stepped, accumulating structure in place of the continuous emotional arc of the older war melodrama, and it lets the film change tempo abruptly at each seam.
Within sequences, the editing follows a charge-and-discharge pattern: extended preparation held at low cutting rates, then bursts of very short shots on contact. Parallel cutting between the multiple raid teams in the finale keeps four or five simultaneous actions in play; the film's willingness to hold on waiting — on the pre-insertion stillness — is what makes the discharge land.
Staging is procedural and prop-dense: weapons handling, comms discipline, rehearsal on mock-ups, the ritual of kit. Uniform, insignia and the vocabulary of ranks and call-signs do a great deal of world-building work. The film stages its emotional material in a strictly separated domestic register — the protagonist's mother, living with Alzheimer's, and the widowed sister and niece — so that home is a space of memory-loss and absence against which the operation reads as restitution.
The single most-repeated staging gesture is the collective call-and-response: an officer's question and a unit's shouted reply, framed frontally, in formation. It is a small piece of blocking that the film knows is its ideological engine, and it deploys it at each escalation.
The sound work is among the film's genuine distinctions and was recognised as such at the National Film Awards. The design operates on extreme dynamic contrast — the pressurised near-silence of approach, punctured by weapons fire treated with weight and spatial specificity rather than generic percussive noise. Radio traffic, breathing inside helmets and the tonal cues of the night-vision sequences carry more narrative information than dialogue does for long stretches.
Shashwat Sachdev's score fuses orchestral brass and string writing with industrial and electronic textures and a driving military-percussion motif, a hybrid that consciously departs from the Indian war film's traditional reliance on melodic patriotic song. The songs that remain — the Punjabi-inflected marching anthem "Challa (Main Lad Jaana)", the elegiac "Behe Chala", the celebratory "Jagga Jiteya" — are placed as montage and coda rather than as staged numbers, a structural choice as significant as any in the film.
Kaushal's Vihaan Shergill is built on physical containment: a bulked, upright, minimally expressive presence whose few emotional releases are therefore load-bearing. The performance's intelligence lies in withholding — grief registers as stillness, and the film's famous exhortation works because Kaushal delivers it as an officer performing a function rather than as a star delivering a line.
Around him, Paresh Rawal's national security adviser is played with dry, unhurried authority in a role transparently modelled on Ajit Doval, and Rajit Kapur's Prime Minister is a study in reticent decisiveness. Mohit Raina, Yami Gautam and Kirti Kulhari fill out the supporting apparatus — brother-officer, intelligence operative, air force pilot — in roles more functional than psychological, which is a structural feature of the procedural mode as much as a limitation of the writing.
The film's dramatic mode is reprisal procedure: an injury is inflicted, an institutional machinery is set in motion, and the narrative satisfaction on offer is the correct functioning of that machinery. There is no meaningful counter-argument within the diegesis — no character who doubts the operation's rightness survives as a serious position — so the tension is entirely operational rather than moral. Will the intelligence hold? Will the teams reach the launch pads undetected? Will everyone come home?
This is a real formal choice with real consequences. By locating all suspense in execution, Uri eliminates the deliberative ambiguity that a film like Zero Dark Thirty keeps in play, and it converts a contested geopolitical event into a closed dramatic system. The chapter structure reinforces this: each unit is a completed step, and the film advances by ratchet.
The personal thread — the mother's dementia, the brother-in-law's death, the niece's questions — supplies the affective grounding that pure procedure cannot. It is conventionally handled, but it is precisely calibrated, and it is what separates Uri from a pure tactical exercise.
Uri sits at the centre of a post-2014 Hindi cycle of nationalist operations films: Holiday (2014), Baby (2015), Phantom (2015), Airlift (2016), The Ghazi Attack (2017), Naam Shabana (2017), Parmanu (2018) and, in a more ambivalent key, Raazi (2018). The cycle's defining shift is from the sacrificial-defensive war film — the Indian soldier absorbing an assault at the border — to the expeditionary film, in which the state projects force outward and returns.
Uri is the cycle's commercial apex and its formal consolidation. It fixed a template that later entries worked within: chaptered structure, procedural detail, a real named operation, a leader-figure rendered as decisive rather than deliberative, and an anthemic score. Kesari (2019), Tanhaji (2020), Shershaah (2021) and Fighter (2024) all draw on parts of it.
Dhar's method as writer-director is best described as compression of the public record into operational drama. The screenplay converts widely reported events — the September 2016 attack, the subsequent cross-LoC action, and the 2015 Myanmar operation used as prologue — into a single protagonist's arc, inventing a composite officer to carry material that in reality involved many. This is standard practice for the form; what distinguishes Uri is how thoroughly Dhar subordinates star-vehicle conventions to procedural pacing on a debut feature.
The key collaborations are legible in the finished film: Mirchandani's low-light photography, Panicker's charge-and-discharge cutting, Sachdev's hybrid score, and stunt and action choreography credited to Stefan Richter, whose involvement brought an internationally trained approach to firearms staging and close-quarters combat that reads distinctly against Hindi-cinema action convention of the period. The uniformity of these contributions — all pushing toward tactility and away from spectacle-as-ornament — suggests unusually firm directorial control for a first feature.
Dhar's subsequent trajectory extended the position Uri established: he wrote and produced Article 370 (2024), another state-adjacent political thriller, before directing the large-scale Dhurandhar (2025).
Uri belongs to no formal movement, but it is a significant document of a shift within mainstream Hindi cinema: the displacement of the diasporic-romantic and family-melodramatic modes that dominated the 1990s and 2000s by a domestically oriented, security-inflected populism. It also belongs to a parallel industrial shift — the mid-budget, concept-led Hindi film that breaks out without an A-list star, a cohort that includes Stree, Badhaai Ho and Andhadhun from the immediately preceding year.
Comparatively, it is instructive against Pakistani and Indian regional war cinema and against the American post-9/11 operations film, whose grammar it imports wholesale while replacing that cinema's characteristic ambivalence with certainty.
The film's period is inseparable from its release timing. Uri opened in January 2019; the Pulwama attack followed on 14 February and the Balakot airstrikes on 26 February; the general election ran through April and May. A film released as entertainment was, within six weeks, functioning as a frame through which a live crisis was publicly interpreted. Its catchphrase was taken up at the highest levels of political speech, including by the Prime Minister, and circulated through rallies and advertising.
No account of the film's meaning can bracket this. Uri did not simply reflect the political mood of 2019 — it supplied vocabulary to it.
Reprisal as restitution. The film's governing proposition is that a wound to the nation is healed by an answering strike. Grief is not processed but converted.
Competence as virtue. Uri locates moral worth in professional capability — in doing the job correctly. This is the source of both its texture and its politics: a state depicted as competent is a state whose judgment need not be examined.
Memory and its loss. The mother's dementia is the film's most interesting figure — a nation that cannot afford to forget, set against a body that cannot help it. The film gestures at this without fully developing it.
Fraternity. The unit, not the family, is the film's primary emotional structure; the domestic scenes exist largely to give the unit's bonds a contrast.
Critical reception was substantially divided along the seam between craft and politics. Reviewers broadly credited the film's technical assurance, Kaushal's performance and its unusual procedural discipline; a significant body of criticism simultaneously identified it as jingoistic, as flattening a contested and only partially verifiable military action into triumphalist certainty, and as functionally aligned with the governing party's self-presentation in an election year. Both readings are well founded, and the film's canonical position rests on the tension between them. Its institutional standing was formalised by the National Film Awards recognition, including Best Direction and Best Actor.
Backward — what shaped it. The dominant influence is the American post-9/11 operations film: Black Hawk Down (2001) for the extended contact sequence and multi-team parallel cutting, The Hurt Locker (2008) for procedural tactility, and above all Zero Dark Thirty (2012) for the intelligence-then-raid architecture and the night-vision climax. Within Hindi cinema, Uri defines itself partly by negation against Border and LOC Kargil, retaining their emotional appeals while discarding their melodramatic and musical apparatus; Airlift and Baby are its immediate domestic precursors, and Neerja is the relevant precedent for its cinematographer's approach to real-events tension. The first-person combat grammar of contemporary military video games is a further, largely unspoken source for the raid's visual logic.
Forward — what it shaped. Uri established the commercial viability of the Hindi military procedural and became the reference point for everything that followed in the cycle, in structure, sound and marketing. It made Vicky Kaushal a leading man and launched Aditya Dhar as a director with unusual industrial latitude. Its catchphrase entered general and political speech to a degree few Indian films have matched, which is itself a form of influence — the clearest recent instance of a Hindi film supplying a national political idiom rather than merely borrowing one. And it sharpened an ongoing critical argument, still active, about the relationship between popular Indian cinema and state narrative: Uri is now routinely the first case cited in that debate, both by those who see the cycle as legitimate popular patriotism and by those who read it as propaganda executed at a high level of craft.
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