You can be pro-Palestine and still not enjoy this film, right?
The Voice of Hind Rajab is an important story with a powerful real-life tragedy at its core. A child trapped, terrified, calling for help. The subject matter is heartbreaking and politically urgent. But as a film, it struggles.
The biggest issue is execution. The direction leans heavily on emotional weight without enough cinematic buildup. Scenes feel repetitive. The pacing is flat. Instead of pulling you deeper, it often feels like it is insisting on emotion rather than earning it.
Most performances feel forced and unnatural. Lines are delivered like slogans rather than lived emotions. Instead of drawing you into Hind’s fear and desperation, the acting often pulls you out of the moment.
Most lines feel written to deliver a message rather than reflect how people actually speak under fear, grief, or panic.
The film wants you to feel urgency and heartbreak, but the writing keeps reminding you that you are watching a script rather than witnessing real people.
The message is clear. Too clear. It leaves no room for the audience to think or discover. That makes it feel closer to a statement piece than a fully formed film. Important, yes. Artistically compelling, not always.
It deserves respect for telling Hind’s story. But respect does not automatically mean strong filmmaking.