SIKANDAR MOVIE REVIEW
Listen. First LINE mein I’m telling you there will be a spoiler right away. It's impossible to talk about this deeply unserious film without discussing this one plot point.
I mean, it's nearly impossible to talk about this film, period. But I’m gonna have to try.
Before we start, keep in mind it cost producers that’s includes Nadiadwala Grandson Entertainment, 200 crores to make this film, one of the most expensive Hindi films ever made. Just keep that in mind.
Mr Khan is Sanjay Rajkot, also called Raja Sahab, also Sikander, reasons he explains to his wife one night like they’ve just met. Anyway, he is the last living prince of the Rajkot dynasty. A Gujarati rich man, he is married to Saisri, his much younger wife. The role, played by Rashmika Mandana is yet another iteration of the kind of submissive, pati hi parmeshwar hai roles the actor is often cast in.
Rajkot is benevolent and gives freely, but the largesse also has limits because he still lives in a stupidly extravagant palace where his wife dresses like the concierge at a 5-star Taj hotel. Raja Sahab also needs to have 5 bodyguards at all times, who sleep in silk pajamas co-ord sets. And a Sharman Joshi man Friday hovering for exposition. Sanjay’s marriage to Saisri also it seems was carried for charitable reasons, that’s how much of a monk who likes to hold on to his Ferrari this man is.
The film doesn’t quite ALLOW you dwell on the situation much longer, because in one of its dumber sub-plots, Saisri, well, dies. There’s your spoiler.
I understand at this point it seems like I’m narrating the plot of the film, but this whole shebang is SO bonkers, I possibly CANNOT continue without drawing an outline for context.
Quickly now — so Saisri is an organ donor — her heart, lungs, and eyes are donated to people who all happen to be in Mumbai. Sanjay GOES to Mumbai to meet each of these to feel like wife is still zinda somehow. But alas because he had taken one panga with one minister ka beta on one flight one time, misfortune now follows wherever Sanjay goes, three organ receivers ki lives are upended.
Committed action films without complex or extensive stories are completely acceptable forms of entertainment, as long as the craft is enjoyable to witness, and leaves you with something to think about. Sikandar however is stubbornly harebrained from the first scene to the last, with action, comedy, romance, song, and dance, all included. Not one scene poor Prateik Babbar is in, adds to anything more than making him look like an complete dolt, Kajal Aggarwal silently stands around looking either impressed or just pretty, Sathyaraj delivers each word of dialogue as though he is punishing each vowel by physically chewing it before it escapes his lips and Jatin Sarna bravely tries to add life to the most listless scenes written this side of Kisi Ka Bhai Kisi Ki Jaan. All while Salman Khan shows up mostly in mid-shots looking pained and hurt by how evil the world is. Why can’t we all just get along? A little more attempt has gone toward half-heartedly dubbing lines like “Vadam vadam par likha hai khaane waale ka naam. Kadam kadam par likha hai aage badhne waale ka naam” in a Mumbai recording studio and kaching!! Millions of dollars are earned by one of India’s highest-earning individuals. Salman Khan’s ambivalence towards the craft of acting has never been more glaring tbh.
The result of all this is a lot more thuss than the Molotov cocktails Prateik Babbar casually has sitting around in his car in one chase sequence.
No one expects a Salman Khan starrer to offer commentary on the socio-political implications of monarchy in modern India, if indeed there are any expectations at all. But with each such film, with each display of how abjectly stupid the Hindi cinema audience is assumed to be, the hope that huge mainstream Hindi cinema has ANYTHING fresh left to offer is diminishing. The dissonance is astounding, especially now, when nothing really seems to be working, critically or commercially, and half-assed attempts are routinely being called out as such. According to reports this film finished shooting on March 15, and here we are now March 30th reviewing the final product. Or what has been deemed good enough for us to consume and consummately celebrate.
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