Siva (Sunil) and Karthik (Naga Chaitanya) are the sons of a police sub-inspector who lost their mother at a young age. Like most brothers of a masala plot one is meek and the other brave. The brave one (Karthik) is used to saving his brother whenever needed. Their dad’s untimely death forces Siva to take up his police job in spite of his docile nature. What follows is Siva surprising the department by standing up to the local gangs from the port and doing what no police from the area had done in a while. However, it is Karthik in a hood that bashes up the gangs and brings glory to his brother.
On a very disconnected end there are these couple of sisters (Pallavi and Nandu) dressed in transparent silk all the while to provide cues to songs and help people forget the ordinariness of our screen writing. I’ll never get it, we have dudes who can beat up any number of people under any circumstances and all their troubles are usually resolved with these fights. How can we be worried for a protagonist when the only trouble he might face is the sudden strike on the head with one of those things (iron rods mostly)? And he will get up eventually and kill them all.
My monotonous worries apart, Siva gets married to Pallavi, Nandu and Karthik have a thing going and Bagga (Ashutosh Rana) is mad at Siva for seizing his smuggled goods.
The dullest part of an ordinary film is the super ordinary performances it churns out. Ashutosh and Sunil were occasionally exciting in spite of their clichéd personas. Naga Chaitanya had definitely improved his skill from being awkward to not so awkward.
And also on occasion it was Arthu.A.Wilson’s cinematography filled with silhouettes, good use of rigs and interesting camera drifts that helps restore some interest in this one.
If Tamannah on the beach can rid you of your worries, you should try it.