Having created a niche for himself, Ravi Teja’s task is to perpetuate the myth of absurdity. Consequently, in keeping with the festive season, Raja The Great is a firework cracker of an outing.
In fact, Ravi Teja is an in-built caveat to his films. Here sensibility, sensitivity are prime perils. It is not about authenticity, it is timing. RT has done everything here every time before. It is over to the audience. Like before, a story and happenings on screen to dot the lines of the narration are but a smoke screen to inflate the creative cardboard image even as the new flexie generation swallows the larger than life cutout of a star of his own making.
Inspector Prakash (Prakash Raj) and colleague IG Sampath (Sampath) in a covert operation fatally attack the principal goon’s brother. Even as the preface rolls out, blood is spilling all over. Single dad Prakash is killed and daughter Lucky (Mihreen Pirzada) is on the run. On the prowl is this simmering sibling Veera (Vivan Bhatena) out to avenge the reminiscent lineage of Prakash.
Even as the constabulary is in helpless surrender, the bold lady in khakhi,
Anantalakshmi (Radhika) pushes for her visually challenged son Raja The Great (Ravi Teja) to take on the villains. So goes the story, so begins the action.
Details are irrelevant. Not surprisingly, it is any which way unbelievable. In case you come with a baggage that a story must have a high percentage of logic, leave it with your laptop in the cloakroom of the multiplex. This is the RT world.
Look out for the one-liners and revel in the din and dust he kicks up.
Joining the party – and with the accountability of party visitors are a whole set of equally unbelievable set of actors who push hard and let you swallow the pill with ease.
So we have: Bujji (Srinivas Reddy) as the hero’s sidekick, Pandu (Vidyulekha Raman) heroine’s sidekick, her dad the suicide threatening Prasad (Rajendra Prasad), the villain’s dad Mylargadda (Tanikela Bharani), Posani, Prabhas Sreenu, playing as part of the brother’s team and a host of others including the likes of Ali and Raghu Babu coming in at regular intervals to perform what is now perceived as comedy to give you the laughs.
High on adrenaline, low on grey cells, this typical Ravi Teja stuff looks the kind that could give the Sivakasi product the run for its worth. It comes with a statutory warning of the RT genre. Interestingly, the violence perpetuated in a Ravi Teja film is high on voltage and therefore inherently poor in inspiration.
It therefore occupies a safe social space of near cartoon entertainment and does not become a social threat. The film surely and clearly is RT centric. It has to propel on the energy of the star. It does. Ravi Teja does what he does. To a viewership that shuns experiment and heterodoxy, here comes a predicable ‘entertainer’.
Dance, comic relief, action, one-liners (aplenty), make this masala. If you like the menu, go for it. To quote from the film – “It is laughing time: whu whu whu”.