Oh, whip me please. Harder, harder.
If you are the whip-me, please whip me kind that loves to fork out $12 and get a stinging flagellation in return then this Ek Niranjan vile trash is for you.
Folks, Ek Niranjan is so much worse than we feared.
Who let Ek Niranjan director Puri Jagganadh on the film sets, we want to know. Besides direction, this clown takes credit for the story, screenplay and dialogs.
Thank God our understanding of Telugu is limited. Think how much more damage these schmucks would have inflicted on our tender soul.
The story, if you dare call this mind numbing trash that, is about a young bounty hunter Chotu (Prabhas) who’s been kidnapped as a child by a local ruffian from his real parents and put to work initially as a beggar.
As a bounty hunter, our Chotu is now the scourge of criminals given his penchant for bashing up the baddies and hauling them off to the police station for modest payments.
Chotu’s work as a bounty hunter brings him on a collision course with a cartoon of a villain called Johnny Bhai (Sonu Sood) given to shooting his underlings when they tell him he’s the biggest villain in town or mouthing off silly sentences in English.
Bollywood babe Kangana Ranaut plays the female lead Sameera.
A guitar teacher, Sameera is also the sister of one of the baddies in Johnny Bhai’s gang.
Not much of an actress and most definitely not much of a looker, how Kangana managed a role in this film is a mystery.
Is Tollywood so starved of talent that they have to rummage through Bollywood’s castoffs and rejects.
The unforgiving, frustrated youngsters behind us in the movie hall kept up an unflattering refrain, referring to Kangana as Dayyam (devil) and Rakta Pisachi (bloody ogress) after the villains smashed her face into a bloody mess.
Prabhas doesn’t have much to do except to pummel the bad guys in weird stunts and slip handcuffs on their hands. Although Prabhas didn’t cover himself with glory, mercifully he inflicted the least damage.
The action/fight scenes are the usual crude shit that you see in Tamil or Telugu movies.
The comedy angle featuring Brahmanandam as the astrologer is beyond nonsense.
With no connection to the main theme, the scenes involving the astrologer, his seductive wife and the other Tantrik are hellishly ugly and utterly devoid of anything even remotely aesthetic.
We didn’t think much of Ek Niranjan’s music either.
The most ridiculous song is Gundello, filmed in Switzerland with Prabhas, Kangana and a bunch of white hooded Halloween clowns (or was it the Ku Klux Klan).
The so-called Michael Jackson tribute is really an insult to the King of Pop.
Ugly as hell. The poor man would be turning in his Los Angeles grave.
Skip This Trash
How bizarre can it be to shell out moolah and get a stinging migraine at the end of the show.
If you thought the first two hours was bad, director Puri Jagganadh without a flicker of remorse compounds our misery by taking the movie into positively disgusting territory for the last 20 minutes or so (filmed in Bangkok) with moronic fight scenes and needless violence involving smashing the heroine’s face to a bloody pulp.
Here in the U.S., the audience was quite disengaged with the movie.
Folks were playing with their cell phones, frequently walking out or passing snide remarks about the movie.
Guys, if you have any sense at all show these Ek Niranjan buffoons the middle finger.
Ek Niranjan is not worth your time or money because it’s Ek Dum Garbage.