No
One
Killed
Jessica
'Wreath
petition'...In
a
sequence
brimming
with
a
savage
irony
the
mother
of
the
murderer
visits
the
slain
girl
Jessica
Lal's
parents
and
lays
a
wreath
on
the
deceased
girl's
photograph.
The
stoic
Murder
India
has
only
one
speaking-line
in
this
dialogue-oriented
extremely
thought-provoking
treatise
on
justice
and
social
awakening.
"Kuch
bhi
karo
mere
Monu
ko
kuch
nahin
hona
chahiye," she
whines
from
behind
the
curtains
as
her
powerful
politician-husband
plots
to
exonerate
their
laadla
son
from
the
murder
charge.
Justice
will
be
drunk.
For
a
while
the
murderer
Manish
Bhardwaj
(Mohammed
Zeshan
Ayyub,
looking
like
a
cat
that
got
the
cream
on
its
head
while
aiming
for
the
mouth)
is
allowed
to
go
scot-free.
How
did
this
monstrous
travesty
of
justice
happen
in
this
celebrated
real-life
case?
This,
as
they
say,
can
happen
only
in
India.
Apna
Bharat
Mahaan.
And
one
says
this
without
irony
after
watching
in
rapt
attention
Rajkumar
(Aamir)
Gupta's
stupendous
take
on
a
headline
that
ripped
across
the
lives
of
the
rich
and
powerful
and
the
exceedingly
pretentious
elite
of
Delhi.
No
One
Killed
Jessica
straightaway
takes
us
into
the
world
of
Jessica's
sister
Sabrina
Lal.
The
phone
rings
in
the
dead
of
the
night
to
announce
that
Sabrina's
ebullient
sister
has
hurt
himself.
"Go
get
her
treated.
She's
always
hurting
himself,"
Sabrina
mumbles
in
her
sleep.
The
hurt,
this
time,
is
far
deeper
than
expected.
Wounds
too
deep
to
be
repaired
open
up
in
our
socio-political
and
legal
system
as
Sabrina's
case
becomes
a
cause
celebre...once
again!
In
re-creating
the
heinous
crime
from
1999
and
the
woeful
attempts
to
suppress
evidence
to
save
the
life
of
a
bigda
raeeszada,
director
Rajkumar
Gupta
is
dead-on
accurate.
The
mood
of
justice-smothered
prevails
from
Frame
1.
Cinematographer
Anay
Goswami
swoops
down
on
Delhi
(the
sutradhar
of
the
plot,
so
to
speak)
to
capture
the
mood
of
sweat
grime
and
crime.
Amit
Trivedi's
wry
resonant
rippling
sinewy
music
casts
a
zingy
spell
over
the
goings-on.
Trivedi
in
fact
invests
a
2011
feel
to
the
happenings
in
1999
without
subverting
the
periodicity.
Aarti
Bajaj
edits
the
footage
with
an
austerity
that
gives
us
barely
a
chance
to
grieve
for
Sabrina
and
her
distraught
parents.
We
don't
miss
the
mother's
glazed
eyes,
though.
The
pace
is
relentless,
perhaps
a
little
bit
too
much
so.
Why
the
paranoid
persistence
about
creating
a
breathless
pace?
We
weren't
going
away
anywhere,
Mr
Gupta.
No
One
Killed
Jessica
is
a
persuasive
powerful
and
pungent
docu-drama.
The
narrative
is
remarkably
devoid
of
overt
sentimentality.
The
let's-get-on-with-the-job-of-nailing-the-bastards
mood
goes
effectively
with
the
investigative
journalist
Meera's
character.
As
the
Kargil-returned,
cynical,
horny
chain-smoking
foul-tongued
bitch
(her
own
description)
Rani
Mukherjee
returns
to
the
screen
with
a
bravura
performance.
Looking
like
a
million
bucks
and
exuding
a
torrent
of
temperamental
emotions
Rani
furnishes
the
fight
for
justice
with
an
emphatic
elan.
Yup,
she's
got
what
it
takes.
Cleverly
Sabrina
Lal's
character
is
transformed
into
a
mousy
timid
quivering
virgin-working
girl
(which
the
real-life
Sabrina
is
not).
By
portraying
Sabrina
as
an
anti-gregarious
creature
of
the
shadows,
Gupta
immediately
and
effectively
creates
a
contrast
between
Sabrina
and
her
deceased
vivacious
sister
Jessica
(Myra,
sunny
screen
presence)
and
of
course
between
Sabrina
and
Meera.
The
contrasts
are
not
killing.
This
is
an
impulsively
crafted
screenplay
shot
with
deft
unsentimental
hands
that
avoid
the
over-emotional
moments
by
simply
getting
on
with
the
business
of
getting
justice
for
the
Lal
family.
Indeed,
No
One
Killed
Jessica
does
full
justice
to
Jessica's
memory.
There
are
moments
of
great
cinema
strewn
across
the
plot.
Moments
such
as
the
one
where
Sabrina
tells
Meera
she
has
no
emotional
freedom
to
do
any
of
the
normal
things
that
girls
her
age
do,
or
when
the
awkward
untrained
journalist
struggles
to
tell
Sabrina
on
camera
that
she
can
understand
what
the
family
is
going
through.
And
Sabrina
retorts,
"No
you
can't.
You
don't
know."
For
us
from
the
outside
it's
very
difficult
to
empathize
with
a
family
that
has
gone
through
a
tragedy
of
such
emphatic
enormity.
It's
even
more
difficult
for
a
filmmaker
to
avoid
seeming
exploitative
in
recreating
such
a
celebrated
real-life
tragedy.
Rajkumar
Gupta
has
managed
to
make
a
sensational
motion
picture
without
resorting
to
sensationalism.
Yes,
the
film
could've
been
less
'obvious' about
its
dramatic
conflicts.
Very
often
you
feel
the
main
characters
are
doing
exactly
what
you'd
expect
them
to,
given
the
ghastly
situation.
Whether
that
is
a
good
or
a
bad
thing
cannot
be
easily
determined.
Just
where
the
filmmaker's
integrity
dissolves
into
his
temptation
to
make
the
headline-driven
plot
cinematically
inviting,
is
a
debatable
issue.
But
this
film
doesn't
allow
us
to
doubt
its
intentions.
The
performances
are
pitch-perfect...in
Rani's
case,
bitch-perfect.
She
makes
the
aggressive
journalist
Meera
come
alive
in
places
like
the
conscience,
that
are
not
visible
to
the
naked
eye.
Like
the
conscience.
Vidya
Balan's
slouch,
hesitant
demeanour,
soft-spoken
speech
patterns
and
a
smothered
pain
and
hurt
make
Sabrina
Lal
a
character
you
empathize
with
because
she
isn't
screaming
for
your
attention.
She's
just
doing
what
her
conscience
tells
her.
From
the
wanton
adulterous
saucy
village
wife
in
Ishqiya
in
January
2010
to
the
repressed
anguished
casualty
of
urban
callousness
in
this
film...what
a
range
Vidya
reveals!
The
rest
of
the
cast
of
virtual
newcomers
is
outstanding.
Rajesh
Sharma
as
the
conscientious
cop
(the
only
voice
of
reason
in
an
establishment
filled
with
treason!),
Neil
Bhoopalan
as
the
primary
witness
(who
turns
hostile
because
in
his
words
he
was
offered
a
bullet
or
a
crore
and
he
wanted
neither),
Satyadeep
Mishra
as
Rani's
quietly
professional
boss
(Pranoy
Roy
knocking
30
years
off)
and
of
course
Myra
as
Jessica...these
are
real
people,
not
actors.
Cleverly
No
One
Killed
Jessica
ends
with
Jessica
posing
pouting
and
blowing
kisses
into
the
camera.
The
poignancy
of
the
provocative
postures
somehow
reminded
me
of
Jodie
Foster
in
The
Accused
where
the
girl
having
fun
is
gang-raped
in
a
bar.
Do
we
still
punish
women
who
dare
to
have
a
good
time
in
a
male
bastion?
No
One
Killed
Jessica
fills
you
with
hope
on
many
levels.
While
you
look
ahead
with
enthusiasm
for
more
such
quality-conscious
cinema
in
2011,
you
also
look
into
a
further
future
where
justice
will
be
done
and
human
life
won't
be
snuffed
out
for
a
drink.
This
is
a
tale
that
had
to
be
told.
It
is
told
in
an
edgy,
gritty
warm
and
provocative
tone.
Take
a
bow,
Rani
(welcome
back!),
Vidya,
Rajkumar
Gupta
and
the
absolutely
enthralling
supporting
actors.
No
one
seems
to
be
acting.
Artifice
is
not
one
of
the
film's
many
qualities.
Thank
God
for
small
mercies.