“Narasimha Reddy is introduced to us as an almost mythical character who was born dead, but is resurrected by the forces of nature—a thunder, to be specific. This is a film that labours quite evidently to try and be an epic.”
The bad guy says, “Adhu yevan da?” The hero’s friend says, “Unakku yeman da.” Remember that green smiley on WhatsApp that denotes sickness? That’s exactly how I felt.
Rajamouli is a masala filmmaker of the highest calibre. Time and again, he makes you wait for the moments of heroism—for the crests—and even though you know they are coming at you, you can’t help but be blown away when they do.
Today, when I walk on the sets of my films, I sometimes hear assistant directors talking about me with the same reverence I had for other directors. It’s a great joy.
It’s Ilaiyaraaja, not Ilayaraja; S.P. Balasubrahmanyam, not S.P. Balasubramaniam; Arvind Swami, not Arvind Swamy; and Prabhu Dheva, not Prabhu Deva. You’re welcome for this life-changing lesson.