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Vikrant Rona Review

Vikrant Rona movie rating: 2.0 stars

Vikrant Rona movie cast: Sudeep, Nirup Bhandari, Neetha Ashok Vikrant Rona movie director: Anup Bhandari


BKV Mumbai :- A little girl and her mother are driving through a dense forest when, suddenly, out of the darkness, comes a scary noise, and a shadow flitting across the path. Anyone sensible would stay in the car, roll up the windows, and sit tight. But this is a film where you know something dreadful is about to happen, and the character doesn’t. So, of course, the mum promptly gets out of the car, sees something a few steps ahead, turns back, and, of course, everything turns to black.


Cut to a village, and a house which has a grouchy man who communicates by shouting, a woman who cries her eyes out whenever she comes on, and a car full of relatives who have turned up for the marriage of their daughter, insisting that it be conducted in a building which has been locked up for years. Cut to dead bodies in a neighbouring well, and hanging from trees, and masked figures dancing around jungle fires. And a mystery man who appears from nowhere and claims to be a cop, and who keeps talking to a little girl always clutching a doll.

Cut to your faithful critic who is left staring at the screen in dire confusion. Is this a period action-adventure which is aimed at kids, because that’s how it appears to begin. Or a revenge saga featuring a downtrodden family whose members are constantly belittled by the village bullies? In between all of this, there is a theft of precious jewels and a runaway, who may or may not have had anything to do with it.

The only thing that’s clear is that Kichcha Sudeep plays Vikrant Rona, the titular character, with a slit-eyed swag that would have better suited a film that knew what it was doing. Maybe it has something to do with being lost in translation in its Hindi dub (the film has released in multiple languages), but neither the convoluted plot, which includes an unconvincing romance between a mismatched couple (Nirup Bhandari and Neetha Ashok), nor the stilted dialogues and their delivery make for an entertaining watch.

All you are left with is a string of questions. How does the insertion of so much blood and gore mesh with a film meant for kiddos? If the violence is to do with caste, why so much fudging, why not just say it? The humour is forced. Out of the blue, Jacqueline Fernandez comes on for an item number in which her athletic bouncing leaves nothing to the imagination. And a location which is clearly somewhere in the south has characters speaking in Hindi heavily laced with a Marathi accent.