Well, by devotional film standards, that is - she seems to show more cleavage here than even in normal films. K Vishwanath is dignified, Sneha is earnest and natural, and Tabu is naked. A brief period in the last half-hour where he turns devotee sees him do a good job but otherwise this isn't anywhere near his best. And he has too much body hair to play Krishna (Krishna with hairy arms?). Where did all his sins go?īalakrishna's been down on his luck for a long while now, and the problems continue - he's looking old, the acting is loud and exaggerated and doesn't mould to suit the character, and otherwise good directors seem to flounder when they direct him. Rangadu seems to have been a devotee barely 2 hours when God comes to save Him. The secret of being successful as God is maintaining your exclusivity, taking your time, staying silent and coolly looking the other way when people's lives are falling apart. Annamayya and Ramadasu had fairly compelling scripts which helped you take something out whatever your current spiritual station, but Pandurangadu hits God where it hurts most - it makes Him look accessible. Logic is a big casualty in a, well, casual attempt.
And oh yes, did we mention the atrocious dialogues and comedy? Lord, forgive them for they knew not that they weren't upto it.
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The whole characterization of Krishna is flawed in the movie - the Lord is made to look more like a bumbling child who has to constantly be reminded who He is, and Balakrishna can do nothing to rise above the writing. Or why Krishna has a soft corner for him. How and when he turns devotee of Krishna, however, is hardly explained in the film. He continues his trysts with her much after his providential marriage to Lakshmi (Sneha), a huge devotee of the Lord (Balakrishna again), but when Amrutha's minders finally cheat him and he gets cursed by a great rishi (Mohanbabu in a brief and composed performance), he sees the wrong in his ways and becomes a dedicated son. When a prostitute Amrutha (Tabu) comes into town, Rangadu totally flips for her, much to the embarassment of his dignified and revered family. He claims he is merely following in Krishna's footsteps, but the Lord's ostensibly amorous adventures with the girls of Brindavan were strictly God granting his devotees their heartfelt desire, a point obviously and totally lost on Rangadu. Pundareeka Ranganath (Balakrishna) is a depraved youngster, born into a noble and devout family but forever flinging himself after women. Maybe another director or maybe deeper lines could have gotten a better job out of him. It's an unfortunate revelation for millions of us for whom NTR's face still comes to mind when we think of Krishna. Then, the graphics are unbelievably tacky, and there's not one song or tune that will stay on after the movie's gone, a hell of a feat for a devotional.Īnd no, Balakrishna may be memorable in certain types of roles, but he cannot make a Krishna. The dialogues look like they were written by someone who writes school plays - that whole scene where Lakshmi introduces herself to Rangadu's family is a splendid example, the comedy truly sucks, and there's not a single line of depth in a whole movie about God and spirituality. Oh, couldn't they have just printed the story in a newspaper instead of making a whole movie about it?Īnd then the film itself - plebian to incredible extents, it makes you wonder if they are in sync at all with the world and the audiences of today. He sees God in a jiffy, he gets salvation, the credits roll.
Like we said, it takes 2 hours for the protagonist to even turn devotee, and in another 25 minutes it's all wrapped up. That aside, the plot spacing is a nightmare. Nobody will come into a movie with a title like Pandurangadu in a mood to watch women's midriffs being pampered. If a director feels the need to use sleaze to sell a movie about God, something's terribly wrong somewhere, and it's with him. Oh, let's not even start off on a discussion about commercial viability.
Couldn't the veteran director set aside his fascination for women's navels and cleavages at least in a devotional? Pandurangadu is first and foremost a directorial failure - the plots rambles on and on, so much that in a movie about a staunch devotee, he's no devotee at all for the first, oh, 2 hours. Well, the summary of the analysis would be, alas. Pandurangadu is so bad, it begs an analysis of how Annamayya and Sri Ramadasu by the same director worked so brilliantly, something that required no analysis all these years.
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