Sarkar - One vote

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Sarkar was watched in PVR Icon on the first day unexpectedly due to some free tickets that I got.

This movie came through the plagiarism controversy and i missed the credits so saw only AR Murugadoss claiming the story.

The movie is from the Shankar school of film making especially the first set like Gentleman, Mudhalvan etc and it is all about the ever utopian dream of one man who cleans up the mess that we live in, in dramatic instant noodles style.

There are no reveals but it is safe to say the hero will make a big change in only 15 days.

What did i like:
- The plot
- Few bits and pieces here and there
- Pappa (no reveal)
- The references to real life thrown liberally around and which keep you thinking and often smiling
- Yogi Babu, wish he were utilized more
- Its a decent no-brainer masala movie

What I hated:
- The opening is dumb, in an attempt to build up the character as a ruthless corporate raider, it assumes that the audience is dumb and will fall for a build up like that
- The opening song (actually most songs) but this one was gratingly annoying, it looked like ARM was indulging in a fetish of looking at skimpily dressed foreign women. Why was he shown as a playboy in the movie?
- Liberal interludes to show the imminent political entry of the star is an overkill when we are still waiting for another superstar after a few movies like this
- Unconnected additions and their explanations which tend to deviate from the key plot, the fire incident is one such. There was so much promise there but the explanation was like a cola without fuzz
- The over the top fight sequences though well made are still in the Superman or one man army mode, think we have outgrown them few years ago.
- Both Vijay and Keerthi look jaded in the movie, not sure what Keerthi was doing in the movie except from stopping Vijay being the playboy in a song after all the hard work in the first song
- the song choreography was disappointing, Vijay has always danced well, here it was uninspiring
- AR Rahman music is so unremarkable

Go if you are:

- A fan
- a liker Shankar type movies
- a fan of masala movieS
- A fan of utopian solutions
- someone who likes to learn something new about our democratic process (a good learning)
- someone with no other alternative
- someone with free tickets



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