Aainate is a journey into the several nook and corners of social bindings and the compulsions of womanhood confined within it. Malini, who used to feel contended and secured amidst her family and the love of her life was shocked to witness the hypocrisy behind those masks. She was further shattered where the real image of Urmila Sanyal, the icon of her life came to light. Under the veil of bold and honest philanthropies in broad day light Malini uncovered the darkness of her “goddess” (Urmila) as fallible and helpless woman who could even sacrifice her motherhood so as to uphold her status quo and glamour in the society. She discovered that practical truth is always harder and bitter to digest then the theoretical illusions and one who stands to revolt against it is thrown out like rotten tooth.
The film, complemented by a substantive storyline is a good attempt to introduce the audience to peep into their inner selves. The direction is quite good but the screenplay lacks emotional coordination. Music by Joydeb Sen is very soothing & at times offers some meaningful relief to ears. Rituparna has once again proved that she could spell her colours on her fans even through some serious grey matter. Rati will not let the audience feel low about her non-Bengali origin and looks as evergreen as ever. Soumitra has done enough justice to his minor role as a sensible husband and Firdaus is quite natural as the goody-goody, obedient mama’s Oops! Papa’s boy.
The script is a bit slow and certain other things being meek and weak. But the film deserves its title by penetrating into the mirror of human minds and capturing them through celluloid lens.