Morning Show Muchatlu - Sainikudu
If I had Mahesh Babu’s cell number with me, I would have asked him in his own inimitable style, “Okka sari nuvvu commit ayithe nee maata nuvve vinavu ani telusu. Kaani yenti? yenti ee cinema?” Phew! The tsunami had come and gone but our filmmakers haven’t given up their fetish for it in their films. My colleague reminded me how the tsunami washed away Manasupalike Mounaragam and Boss but all those scenes came inbetween or during towards the end but here the film opens not with tsunami but something synonymous called ‘floods’ and with it has drowned the film’s prospects. Manaki tsunameelu, varadalu atchi raavu baabu! All the technical matter about Sainikudu, the colour effects, the technical brilliance, the summoning of a hollywood man for helping with the graphics etc is all beyond my understanding. It might have helped those people who know the in and out of film making but for a lay man, what matters is if the film succeeded in giving his money worth of entertainment. It was sheer crap atleast the second half of the film is something one can give it a miss. An avid browser had already sent me the story and advised me not to go but I didn’t know it was this bad.
What I could gather about this director Gunashekar is he can’t think of films without grandiose sets, wonder why he can’t spend his time and concentration on the content instead. Prince Mahesh Babu became Super Star Mahesh Babu in the ‘credits’ with one Pokiri. The hero no doubt is level headed but the director atleast should not have been carried away by his rising status. So involved he got with his work that you wouldn’t know if you were watching a documentary on relief measures for flood victims or a student leader getting sucked in dirty politics. Oops here politics is ain’t dirty, it’s comic.
You have the home minister running behind his fiancee on the street with a stick and a student leader holding him to ransom. Despite Mahesh wearing the blue lens you can’t see his love for Trisha or the anger of a ‘youth’. All you are compelled to see is technical wizardry. In the initial scenes people tumble over each other for food packets and outside, there was a tokkisalaata for tickets. The mob got reduced to pulp by an enthusiastic police woman at the ticket counter. In the movie there was Telengana Shakuntala enacting the same role and for a moment I wondered if the police woman was inspired by her act.
Trisha’s costumes are plain wierd. If the costume designer thought she was bringing in a fashion statement with a lehenga and a collared blouse then she needs to really take a walk. Eeks even the blouse she wears for the wedding has a collar. The ‘geetanjali’ act didn’t even bring a smile but what can these artistes do? The real culprits are the one behind the scenes. Video conference and judgement tho cinema muginchindi ani anukunnamu. But how will it end? It’s Mahesh Babu’s turn to get beaten now. If you are thinking atleast the songs will provide an escape, you are mistaken. Except for the one song on the bike, rest…are all loud. Climax adagoddhu only a true warrior (Sainikudu) can go through the torture and I’m one. Chaavanu parichayam cheyyadam ante idhenemo!
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Posted November 30, 2006
Comments(30)
Prakash Raj who is used to hogging the limelight in all movies is given a weak role. However it picks momentum only in the second half with him getting to do a couple of crucial scenes. His goal is always to be of support to his brother-n-law Irfan Khan the home minister “maa baava kallo anandam choodalani anukunna kaani..” and when he realises Irfan’s plan was to kill him, Prakash Raj stabs him. But one thing is for sure after watching Irfan Khan in Sainikudu, you will never get scared of him in his next hindi film. The director didn’t want to disturb the seriousness in the first half so he prolonged the climax and jampacked the songs post interval. Trisha’s introduction song shows that she is capable of those same old cliched facial expressions. Telengana Shakuntala is an absolute delight. She is one lady who can do the same kind of role without dishing out boredom. A couple of dialogues are downright vulgar and thanks to Paruchuri brothers they have trivialized the concept of rape. One expected something superior from the duo.