Real Story Review

There are many movies which claim to be murder mysteries and suspense thrillers, but end up catering to the baser instincts of the audiences. Real Story falls into this category. With a story as old and stale as you can get, no great performances except for Prakash Raj, and indifferent direction, this movie fails to make any sort of a mark.

Ravichandra, a retd. Major, stays with his only son, Satish, an engineering student. Ravichandra's mother returns from the US of A, with an excess of flashy and costly ornaments on her. This catches the eye of the servants. The new cook of the house is excessively libidinous, and this fact has been picturised in the usual crude manner.

One fine morning, Ravi's mother is found stabbed in her bed. Everyone has something or the other to benefit from the old lady, including Ravichandra himself, as his business plans flop when she refuses to give him the land he requires.

Inspector Khan (Prakash Raj), who has been assigned the case, makes his entry here. With his peculiar methods of interrogation, he manages to get some interesting leads. To add suspense and thrill, the personal lives of several characters are exposed.

Director Venkataramana Reddy can be given credit for maintaining suspense, but he fails in other departments. The plot is unnecessarily complicated, with the script having superflous angles and twists to it. The music is pedestrian and is there as a formality rather than a significant element.

Most of the audiences turned up for the risqué delights offered by the movie, and they were not very disappointed. Aesthetically speaking, the addition of sleaze to the movie is a handicap rather than an asset.