Ramana is such a rare work of art that after witnessing it you'll forget & forgive all those hateful slip-ups our filmmakers make in the name of cinema. Instead, the only thing you will ever remember is to stay away from cinema altogether. The plotlessness of this bunk propels it right to the top (or is it the bottom?) of the 'Most Thick-Headed Nonsense' flicks that you'd have ever had the privilege of viewing.
Until your neighbour confirms the loathsome fact that the guy looking like Igor from Count Dracula is the hero, you trust this flick to have people in it, and for 90 seconds, that's a lot of faith wasted. The next 1½ hours crawl by way of Ramana (Rajendra Babu) tolerating the constant nagging of his dad, promising his sister to get her hitched, dancing in fluorescent attire, swanking his philosophy about desk jobs in government offices and smoking ciggis. And all these life-depicting activities performed under a solitary expression - of a peeled balloon.
The 2nd half has a few goons in the form of estate trespassers added, and a heroine abruptly subtracted. But by now we already know the director's best 7 years would have been in his 1st grade, and so cannot possibly blame him for such poor arithmetic. Anyway, the gundas then attack Ramana's family, demanding him to stay off their encroached plots. But he cleverly manipulates a shoot-off between the two gangs of estate poachers, forcing them to kill each other and thereby allowing him to construct happily ever after.
The promos portrayed Bramhanandam as having a meatier role than the hero himself, but that's about as truthful as the fact that blood flows up one leg and down the other. Brahmanandam is just a Brahma pain.
Rajendra Babu looks like he just threw up, and his acting makes you follow suit. The beginning of this flop shows the hero flipping for a Vandana (Maahi) who diabolically disappears afterwards. She's the same woman from the DJ Akeel video that has those three dumb girls seducing over telephones. She looks and acts like a zygote of a bottle of bleaching lotion and an ostrich.
The music is an auditory constipation. And Narayan Rao, a person who never appears in the entire flick, is shown in the shubham scene where usually every character is present. This summarises it all. Don't miss this for nothing.