Pandurangadu is so bad, it begs an analysis of how Annamayya and Sri Ramadasu by the same director worked so brilliantly, something that required no analysis all these years. Well, the summary of the analysis would be, alas.
Pandurangadu is first and foremost a directorial failure - the plots rambles on and on, so much that in a movie about a staunch devotee, he's no devotee at all for the first, oh, 2 hours. Instead, there's sleaze. Couldn't the veteran director set aside his fascination for women's navels and cleavages at least in a devotional?
Oh, let's not even start ....