Orey Thammudu is quintessential Tollywood stuff. There's a hero with a certain
image in a certain category of the masses, and a film is created around the image
and for those masses. It is not aimed at the rest, it doesn't care how they may
react, and it does not swerve from its avowed objective. And you know what we
think? We think that the focus might actually yield the results.
Specifically, Orey Thammudu is based on an absurd premise - it revels in a one-point agenda of portraying rich girls as good-for-nothing women who don't have anything better to do other than playing with the lives of poor innocent guys and, after having a cushy time, throwing their so-called love to the winds and happily marrying a US-bound guy, without any sense of remorse. This is the sum and substance of this film. Every move and every dialogue that comes from Srihari's mouth smacks of a bias in favor of the lower classes. And none of it makes any sense.
Vamsi (Arun Kumar) is a noisy college student spreading what is portrayed as infectious laughter around, in reality a euphemism for making a fool of himself with his clownish ways. This 'cool' guy gets embroiled in a confrontation with the ex-minister Sarvarayudu (Jeeva) for having written a love letter to his daughter, Sirisha. It is actually another guy by the same name who has done this. Thrashed thoroughly by Sarvarayudu's goons, Vamsi lands himself in the hospital.
When his short-tempered brother Srinivas Yadav (Srihari) comes to know of it, he heads straight for Sarvarayudu's house and pays him back in his own coin for daring to touch his brother. Meanwhile, Vamsi, who sees Sirisha for the first time when he accompanies his brother to her house, falls in love with her at first sight. And the confrontation that starts off as an accident consolidates into a full time activity for the hero. And with this earth-shattering premise forming the crux of the film, the whole movie becomes a display of lung and muscle power by Srinivas Yadav to protect his brother from the goons and finally put an end to them.
Sai Balaji doesn't bother with such insignificant things as a story and a screenplay. The film focuses on the obscene rattling of Srihari against the daughters of opulent daddies for no reason at all, because that is what the masses whom this movie has been made for would like to hear. A preposterous attempt at reason shows Srihari wronged by a rich girl in the past, and it is preposterous because you are also shown this girl killing herself for having married another guy much against her wishes. Shouldn't Big Brother actually have a fondness for the class that he spews venom on?
The masses might still rescue it from utter disaster, but this film is not worth watching even if you are a Srihari fan.