Review: He rips, he roars, he rages. He rides roughshod. Like a lovelorn ‘Rambo’, he rolls his ‘R’s. He’s the riotous R…Rajkumar (R for Romeo!). Once again, a rebellious and raving hero jumps out of Prabhu Dheva’s story – loaded with gaon-full of goons, buffoons, ‘item’ chhoris, less ‘silence’ and unstoppable violence.
‘RR’ (Shahid) lands in Dhartipur, with his heart on his colourful sleeve, double power in his muscles and bravado in his bones. Flaunting his mawaligiri and ‘maar’daangi with equal gusto. One quick encounter with desi beauty Chanda (Sonakshi) and his dil is ‘attached’ to her for eternity. He woos her aggressively (lovingly calls her Lollipop!), even turns Action Jackson for her, ‘breaking a few legs’ and tons of bottles. She’s no less a razor-tongue firebrand and hard-to-get girl, albeit briefly.
Some gandi baat, chummas, and ‘sari falling’ scenes later (nothing scandalous!) she melts, and their love story seems complete. Not really! The gaon is infamous for two warring drug dons, Shivraj (Sood) and Parmar (Vidyarthi). ‘RR’ joins Shivraj and becomes his lead henchman, but soon realizes that Lollipop is Parmar’s niece. More trouble ensues’ it turns into a ‘sarry affair’ (everyone seems to fight for a yard of Chanda’s sari!) and ‘RR’ has no choice but to become the new posterboy of the now stereotyped, violent, angry, young man.
Shahid pulls off the tapori act well, dances fabulously, does kickass action and slips in good comic moments. His makeover as action hero can’t go unnoticed, but his demolition man act is unconvincing for action larger than his boyish shoulders. He scores better as Romeo than ruffian. Sonakshi has some dumdaar lines but repeats her desi doll act. Sood’s dabang-giri works, Asrani (as Shivraj’s senile soothsayer) shoots funny one-liners, but his OTTism is sadly stuck in an 80s loop.
While ‘R…Rajkumar’ entertains at some levels, it suffers from utter plainness and predictability. The raw action is impressive (Ravi Varma), the songs (Pritam) and the choreography are routine attractions. The second half seems like a sari too long and the comedy is often forced.