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“Son of Sardar” is  capable of wielding the death knell for future Bollywood attractions in a western world.  Erstwhile stars prostituted their reputations to work in this supercilious drivel: Ajay Devgan (“Halla Bol”, “Omkara”, “Yuva”); Sanjay Dutt (“Naam”, “Parinetta” “Sadak, Saajan”), Salman Khan (“Veer”, “Kuch,Kuch Hota Hai”, “Maine Pyaar Kyun Kiya”); these men are fine, multitalented actors and I cringed with embarrassment for them. India, with it billion- plus population feeds its fantasies with super- heroes; capable of felling the swarthy dark -complexioned villains, flying like vampires or bats, championing the weepy, often whiney, “barely-saried” damsels in distress.  The “Doom” series or anything with Arshay Kumar should more than satisfy the “action addicts”.

“Son of Sardar”, unworthy of any stars (India is still vacillating with a rating system); revenge, at the Shakespearean/ Mafia level is the core of this jarringly, jeeringly ridiculous, inane thriller; blessedly the “talkers”, “texters” “snorers”  prevented me from succumbing to anaphylactic shock.


Admittedly, I have a major bias when it applies to Shah Rukh Khan; after viewing at least twenty-five of his films; his versatility never ceases to overwhelm me; no matter the role he is always convincing: “Devads”,doomed, bucolic, perpetually inebriated  lover: “Asoka”, a Prince and warrior who champions Buddhism; “Om Shanti Om”, a reincarnated man seeking a righteous solution; “Don” a nefarious gangster; “Darr”, evil incarnate;  “My Name is Khan” a Muslim, living in the United States, afflicted with Aspergers, seeking to reconcile with his estranged wife. He is devastatingly -dimpled, handsome, ageless, and bleeds on the screen.

Yash Chopra gifts audiences an epic tale of love, pathos, war and misguided religious angst. Told in flashback, commencing in the present day, we watch “Samar” (brilliant performance by Khan), defusing a bomb in Ladakh; he is a military “man who cannot die”; he inadvertently looses his diary, therefore, the ten- year unveiling of his journey from London to the troubled corners of the world, as a demolition expert.

Samar’s life as a carefree singer, waiter in London explodes when he sees gorgeous, entitled “Meera” (Katrina Kaif) praying, pleading, promising “Sir Jesus” what she will give up in exchange for grants from Him. Meera, engaged to a wealthy Englishman, predictably falls for the the enchanting Samar;  her deals with “Sir Jesus” cripple their relationship.

Beautifully filmed and acted by Khan and Kaif, exhibiting palpable chemistry, their pulsating dance number and “kiss” in  London’s underground is worth the price of admission. 

I found the character, “Akira” (Anushka Sharma) extremely problematic; a student documentarian, she reads Samar’s diary, wheedles her way into his unit, assumes Samar will fall in love with her; she is naive, narcissistic, and her ceaseless effervesce, positively annoying, cloying.

Lurking at the periphery; questioning the boundaries, rules, bargains made with a Supreme Being; Karl Marx stated that “religion is the opium of the people” ; “Jai Jab Tak Hai Jaan” addresses, ponders what occurs when devotion, taken to extreme, becomes a curse, capable of obliterating reason.


For Now…………..Peneflix

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  1. Thank you.The Buddhist perspective is also about YOYO “you’re on your own”, you have to find your own salvation through the teachings of the Buddha. It’s also about disengagement from the worldly things. Is it compatible with Democratic Action? Regards.

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