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Samrat Prithviraj Overview: Akshay Kumar’s Movie Is Vibrant However Spectacularly Soulless


Samrat Prithviraj: A nonetheless from the movie. (courtesy yashrajfilms)

Forged: Akshay Kumar, Manushi Chhillar, Sanjay Dutt, Ashutosh Rana and Sonu Sood

Director: Chandraprakash Dwivedi

Ranking: Two stars (out of 5)

A film that makes no bones about its objective, Samrat Prithviraj is precisely what you count on it to be: a purveyor of fanciful historical past draped within the glossiest of Bollywood finery. However for all its determined distortions, the movie would have been deemed a satisfactory car of mass leisure had it not been so completely insipid. It’s vibrant, action-packed and laced with music, however it’s spectacularly soulless.

Lead actor Akshay Kumar, transported to the twelfth century, dons elaborate interval costumes and rattles off holier-than-thou homilies geared toward conjuring up a portrait of unblemished rectitude. However, unable to shrug off his starry mannerisms, he falls considerably wanting being convincing because the titular historic determine.

Other than the truth that Samrat Prithviraj, written and directed by Chandraprakash Dwivedi, performs quick and unfastened with info, it reduces its principal characters to handy caricatures liable to gratuitous grandiloquence.

The declamatory pomposity of the strains that they spout, no one extra defiantly than Sanjay Dutt’s blindfolded Kaka Kanha, a person who’s perpetually itching to leap into battle, takes the bloated narrative even additional away from any semblance of relatability.

Produced by Yash Raj Movies, Samrat Prithviraj is a laboured, dreary interval drama that may solely be described as a poor man’s Sanjay Leela Bhansali extravaganza. The vacuous pomp and pageantry and the shallow drama that it serves up for the aim of pushing an expedient narrative about India’s previous add as much as a crashing bore.

The movie kicks off within the yr 1192 in a dusty gladiatorial enviornment in Ghazni, the place Sultan Mohammad Ghori (Manav Vij) and his troopers gleefully watch a blinded Prithviraj Chauhan combat off hungry lions. The courageous prisoner, egged on by his courtroom poet Chand Vardai (Sonu Sood, enjoying the balladeer on whose epic poem Prithviraj-Raso this movie is purportedly based mostly) from the gallery, not solely stands his floor, but additionally slays the feline attackers.

Within the subsequent scene, as he lies practically lifeless, Prithviraj utters the title of his consort Sanyogita, which is a cue for the movie to journey again just a few years to medieval Ajmer and Kannauj. It’s time for a prolonged account of the King of Ajmer’s impromptu marital union with the daughter (debutante Manushi Chhillar) of the perfidious Jaichand (Ashutosh Rana).

However earlier than we get thus far of the saga, Prithviraj Chauhan’s military confronts Mohammad Ghori’s males on a battlefield. The battle is triggered by Prithviraj’s choice to offer refuge to Ghori’s brother who has run away with the Sultan’s mistress. It’s a warfare between proper and improper.

The principal intention of Samrat Prithviraj is to spotlight the virtues of a Hindu warrior-king who’s dedicated to his dharma (faith) and watan (nation). In a single scene, any person asks the virtuous King if he is able to hear the reality. His response is: one who’s afraid of listening to the reality is not a real king. Properly, effectively, would not that be a really supreme world? One wonders if it exists anymore if it did in any respect again in Prithviraj Chauhan’s time.

Samrat Prithviraj celebrates a fair-minded ruler who demonstrates nice heroism and fortitude within the face of the crooked methods of an invading Sultan, who thinks nothing of resorting to subterfuge, in his personal phrases, “fareb aur makkari (fraud and deceit). One is a person of unimpeachable morality; the opposite is a mere marauder. That is historical past diminished to a easy, selective binary, as Bollywood does so typically today.

The nice Samrat-bad Sultan assemble constitutes the core of the movie when it is not straying into anachronistic debates on the rights of girls to resolve their very own destiny. Not that the movie has many feminine characters – other than Sanyogita, the one different lady who’s allowed to get a phrase or two in is the mom of the princess (performed by Sakshi Tanwar). But, gender equality is a theme that Samrat Prithviraj addresses with nice enthusiasm.

Falsification of historical past scales new heights when the screenplay carves out a protracted, verbose sequence that comes within the wake of Prithviraj’s choice share energy equally with Sanyogita. The transfer sparks an animated dialogue with an aged courtier over whether or not it’s proper for a girl to have a say in issues of statecraft. Sanyogita wins the argument.

Her pleasure is short-lived. All the large speak quickly runs aground. The ladies of Prithviraj’s kingdom commit jauhar when Ghori’s military arrives on the gates and is about to overrun Delhi. The movie tries very laborious to cross the mass suicide off as an act of braver.

Led by Sanyogita, who sings Yoddha ban gayi primary (I’ve change into a warrior), the ‘unflappable’ ladies bounce right into a pit of fireside. Like a lot else within the 135-minute movie, the triumphalism doesn’t carry a lot water. All it does is make a mockery of the reality.

To be honest to the movie, it by no means exhibits any inclination to get inside hanging distance of something that resembles veracity. It takes what fits its epic narrative, twists it to its particular wants, after which swerves round it till it’s needed earlier than transferring on to the subsequent little bit of historical past that it feels is ripe for trifling with.

Whereas there isn’t a getting away from the truth that Samrat Prithviraj has a barely disguised agenda, it is also a film that should be assessed for its technical accomplishments. On this regard, there is not a lot that may be faulted. Manufacturing designers Subrata Chakravarty and Amit Ray have spared no effort to lend grandeur to the movie, director of pictures Manush Nandan is in high kind, and editor Aarif Sheikh lends the movie some momentum.

It’s the writing and the characterisations that permit Samrat Prithviraj down. The script is riddled with vacuous bombast and the historic personages who populate it are cardboard cut-outs that transfer and speak and make no impression. Among the many actors, the one ones who make a sustained impression are Manav Vij and Sonu Sood, however they too are hamstrung by hole shell of a film.

A historic drama of this magnitude wanted greater than only a huge funds. It required a sharper eye, a bigger imaginative and prescient and a better diploma of integrity, none of which is inside its grasp.



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