Ram Venkat Srikar
The writing in Bholaa Shankar is so unimaginative that it makes you wonder if an amateurish fan edit of the actor’s songs and fights made by a 14-year-old would be a more passionate tribute.
Filmmakers have to be more inventive with the ways they tip their hats. Just appreciating your hero is not enough. But my recliner seat was pretty good. At least that was comforting; not the brother-sister bonding or comedy or music of the film.
If you want to know how the film is, it’s a remake of Vedhalam (2015), a strictly mediocre revenge drama with a couple of great mass moments, with the close-up shot of Ajith Kumar going from sad to evil, being the coolest of the lot.
Bholaa Shankaris a product of unimaginative writing and the mindset that packaging a film with just enough comedy, action and sentiment suffices. It’s evident in the film’s look and feel. The artificiality of the sets is tangible.
The theatre was silent for the rest of the film. Dead silent. You know that we, the audience, were in that auditorium on a Friday at 9 am because they wanted to have a good time.