Cast: Ajay Devgn, Sanjay Dutt, Sonakshi Sinha, Juhi Chawla
Directed by: Ashwani Dheer
[highlight]Overall Rating: 1.5/5[/highlight][divider]
If mainstream cinema hereon is to be built upon the foundation of dumbness, I’d rather have it crushed right away, instead of being insulted as a viewer “who enjoys any form of comedy”. Logic can take a backseat, I’ve no qualms with making peace with insanity as long as the film offers some good laughs. But Ashwani Dheer’s Son of Sardaar fails to light up a smile genuinely (or unintentionally), and all it offers is tasteless old ploy dipped in a lot of color, with a history of family feuds lionized to a ludicrous level.
Jassi Randhawa (Ajay Devgan), returns back from London to his home village to proclaim his ancestral property. Notoriously famous Billu Paaji (Sanjay Dutt) is anticipating Jassi’s return to avenge his brother’s death. Both their families share a mercilessly violent history, and putting off Jassi will finish off this war forever. But before that, cupid interferes in this saga to tie Sukh (Billu’s younger siter- Sonakshi Sinha) and Jassi in a bond of love in the course of a train journey to Punjab. When Jassi accidentally enters Billu Paaji’s house, the only way he could save himself is by staying in, as this family sticks to ‘Atithi Devo Bhava‘, and never harms its guests. Juhi Chawla plays Pammi, who’s in love with Billu and wishes to marry him as soon as he avenges his brother’s death. Tanuja plays the family’s senior figure.
Performance-wise- Ajay Devgn, Sanjay Dutt, Sonakshi Sinha, Juhi Chawla- all are quite humdrum, mouthing off cacophonously in a mechanical Punjabi dialect. In fact, this movie works well in degrading the Punjabi-ness to a very new “low”. Choreography is pretty lazy, and even the songs not very hummable.
Son Of Sardaar is a celebration of the lack of originality, with the snobbiest of masalas sprinkled over Punjab in the name of entertainment. The script- malnourished in wit, overloaded in self-derogatory humour and attempting too hard to be funny- breathes out its last breath of appeal for the viewer. Re-sketching a southern hit into a Punjabi background may have been a demanding task, but the result doesn’t live up to the hype. It does have its moments, but overall the movie irritates more than it entertains.
If mainstream cinema hereon is to be built upon the foundation of dumbness, I’d rather have it crushed right away, instead of being insulted as a viewer “who enjoys any form of comedy”. Logic can take a backseat, I’ve no qualms with making peace with insanity as long as the film offers some good laughs. But Ashwani Dheer’s Son of Sardaar fails to light up a smile genuinely (or unintentionally), and all it offers is tasteless old ploy dipped in a lot of color, with a history of family feuds lionized to a ludicrous level.
Jassi Randhawa (Ajay Devgan), returns back from London to his home village to proclaim his ancestral property. Notoriously famous Billu Paaji (Sanjay Dutt) is anticipating Jassi’s return to avenge his brother’s death. Both their families share a mercilessly violent history, and putting off Jassi will finish off this war forever. But before that, cupid interferes in this saga to tie Sukh (Billu’s younger siter- Sonakshi Sinha) and Jassi in a bond of love in the course of a train journey to Punjab. When Jassi accidentally enters Billu Paaji’s house, the only way he could save himself is by staying in, as this family sticks to ‘Atithi Devo Bhava‘, and never harms its guests. Juhi Chawla plays Pammi, who’s in love with Billu and wishes to marry him as soon as he avenges his brother’s death. Tanuja plays the family’s senior figure.
Performance-wise- Ajay Devgn, Sanjay Dutt, Sonakshi Sinha, Juhi Chawla- all are quite humdrum, mouthing off cacophonously in a mechanical Punjabi dialect. In fact, this movie works well in degrading the Punjabi-ness to a very new “low”. Choreography is pretty lazy, and even the songs not very hummable.
Son Of Sardaar is a celebration of the lack of originality, with the snobbiest of masalas sprinkled over Punjab in the name of entertainment. The script- malnourished in wit, overloaded in self-derogatory humour and attempting too hard to be funny- breathes out its last breath of appeal for the viewer. Re-sketching a southern hit into a Punjabi background may have been a demanding task, but the result doesn’t live up to the hype. It does have its moments, but overall the movie irritates more than it entertains.