Finally, here's a Tollywood film that you can bestow upon some of your concentration,
which is these days normally reserved for munching cheese balls in the hall. That
also means that you can masticate peacefully without worrying about stuff on screen
causing your internals to erupt. This adds two stars all by itself, courtesy the
eminence of Telugu films lately.
Sharath Babu and Chandramohan play Pip and Herbert who fancy that their 'dosti' 'badal' into 'rishtedaari' by wanting the former's son and the latter's daughter, Radha (Tarun) and Krishna (Aarti) respectively, to get hitched. There, all that the filmmakers could do to make this theme new-fangled was to toy with the genders of the central characters.
Anyway, the kids disagree on the basis of being each other's prank buddies and nothing else. But they know that we know that they'd be doing it in the end anyway, and so they fall in love. Yawn. To be fair, the first half is filled with cute encounters and re-encounters between Tarun and Aarti. They don't truly appear dissolute together. The film thankfully doesn't have any uncouth college sequences. It proves that a so-called youth picture can be made without those witless scenes.
They then decide it's time for their love to make way for the grave assessment. The predicament this time around is not a factionist, but a philanthropist, Ramchandra (Vishwanath), who saves the public limited company started by Sharath Babu and Chandramohan from going kaput.
Ramchandra wants his grandson to wed Krishna, and so our lovebirds decide to surrender their cage for the sake of their dads and their villas, which owe Ramchandra their lives. There isn't an iota of an electron of the outer most orbital of the surprise element here, and so Ramchandra finds out about their affection. He concurs that the hero and heroine sacrificing their love will supersede crucifixion, and hence blesses them to say I do.
Tarun is a bright young chap and he's done well in this film, too. And as for Aarti, we all know that milk does a body good, but damn, girl, how much have you been drinking? It would've been icing on the cake if her acting skills also had those engaging dimples. A lot of characters like Laya and her uncle are wasted in narrating a fairly straightforward copy. The comedy track of Sunil, who's been the roar of Andhra since Premaku Velaayera, is likeable. Most of the flick is lighthearted and cheerful.
The music is delightful. R P Patnaik comes up with another masterpiece after Nuvvu Nenu and Manasantha Nuvve. The cinematography in the song Premo Yemo is outstanding. The most popular song might probably be the one sounding a little like Main Tho Aarti Utaarun Re Santhoshi Maathaaki, with the dandia beats.
It appears like Kasi Vishwanath was also among the defaulters of Krushi. He makes
references to it a couple of times and then shows how if D Venkateshwar Rao had
a bubbly daughter, a rich whacko would've paid off the debts. Although the story
is stale, the feel of the movie is generally pleasant. This one wins by a walkover
in the absence of grossness. Take it or leave it.