(2015 - November 12 [English Subtitles])
Drama, Romance
2 hr. 46 min.
Rated: Not Rated | I would consider the film a PG-13 due to violence, death and fight scenes. There is romance that it is tastefully presented without nudity or vulgar innuendo. There are traditional Indian bare midriff costumes on the women. The film is about the contrast of choices to do either good or evil.
Grade: B+ | This
film is panoply of costumes and settings coupled with an abundance of singing and dancing. The story is not exceptionally original but it is BIG on moral values. It is sort of an Indian variation on the Prince and the Pauper story, played out with adult characters. with the major theme being that of honor and doing what is right no matter the
cost. It can be a bit
difficult to follow the story due to flashbacks and all the unfamiliar
names and trying to keep up with the subtitles while still trying to catch the action and the splendid visuals. The costumes, sets, music and cinematography are first class.
Since I don't speak the language It is difficult to judge the acting quality, the delivery of the dialogue and it's nuances, however, Salman Khan is a huge star in India and I've seen him in other movies and find him very charismatic and charming. I think the acting
is on par with many of Hollywood's offerings, Musical or otherwise. It is refreshing to be able to take the entire family to a film without fear of foul language, vulgarity, horrible role models and gratuitous nudity. PRDP is the long awaited reunion of Salman Khan and director Barjatya who haven't made a film together in 16 years.
Director: Sooraj R. Barjatya
Writers: Sooraj R. Barjatya (story), Aash Karan Atal (dialogue)
Stars: Salman Khan, Sonam Kapoor, Neil Nitin Mukesh | See full cast and crew
Rewiew by:
Navbharat Times ~ Times Of India
Prem Ratan Dhan Payo makes you cry - and cheer for superb Salman!
Story: Performer Prem and Prince Vijay share the same face but totally different worldviews - as Prem handles Vijay's family, foes and fiance, whose view wins this royal battle?
Movie Review: Straight away, Prem Ratan Dhan Payo is Salman Khan's triumph. Salman simply blows the top off the theatres with a double role that makes you laugh, gasp, sigh - and cry. Prem Dilwale, Ayodhya's Ram Leela artist, admires Princess Maithili (Sonam) and her charitable work. Prem decides to meet Maithili at the coronation of her fiance Prince Vijay (Salman) in Pritampur. But Vijay's fallen prey to a conspiracy by his wicked brother Ajay (Neil) and relative Chirag (Armaan). As Vijay suffers their violent assault, Pritampur's Diwan (Anupam) asks Prem to play Vijay's part - and protect Maithili.
But what happens when Maithili is drawn to Prem? And when Vijay wakes up?
Salman performs with superb finesse, skillfully creating a caviar-chole bhature cinematic contrast. His Vijay is tense, terse and taut, radiating machismo but no gentleness, loneliness with king-sized ego. His Prem is luminous with life, cheekily cheery - teasing Diwanji as 'virgin Bapu' - then deepening, like sugar stirred into kheer, in silent gazes of hesitant love. The acting is ace - this year is Salman's finest yet in cinematic grace.
Sonam carries off her princess beautifully, a stylish cross between Gayatri Devi and Coco Chanel, conveying a girl wrapped in delicate chiffon, but with a free, passionate soul. Deepak Dobriyal delights as Prem's dost Kanhaiya, Armaan works a violent swagger well while Neil sulks as a sour prince whose gimlet has way too much lime. Playing bitter sisters, Swara and Aashika have one of the film's sweetest moments - with a brother who stops being a royal pain.
There are slight drawbacks. Some unconvincing sequences - a feudal football match, giggling flood relief, dancing halwais, action atop a plyboard mahal - could've been trimmed. But the film captures the gold-rimmed goggles and mothballed notions of a mofussil maharaja. And alongside tradition, it presents modernity too, in a princess who chooses her own prince - and an aam aadmi more regal than royalty (whose feather redefines Mughal-e-Azam's love scene).
Ghee-soaked in goodness, PRDP is gift-wrapped with a simple line.
With family, stand strong - but also bow.
Because nothing hurts like your own blood - and nothing heals like it too.
Rewiew by:
Navbharat Times ~ Times Of India
Prem Ratan Dhan Payo makes you cry - and cheer for superb Salman!Story: Performer Prem and Prince Vijay share the same face but totally different worldviews - as Prem handles Vijay's family, foes and fiance, whose view wins this royal battle?
Movie Review: Straight away, Prem Ratan Dhan Payo is Salman Khan's triumph. Salman simply blows the top off the theatres with a double role that makes you laugh, gasp, sigh - and cry. Prem Dilwale, Ayodhya's Ram Leela artist, admires Princess Maithili (Sonam) and her charitable work. Prem decides to meet Maithili at the coronation of her fiance Prince Vijay (Salman) in Pritampur. But Vijay's fallen prey to a conspiracy by his wicked brother Ajay (Neil) and relative Chirag (Armaan). As Vijay suffers their violent assault, Pritampur's Diwan (Anupam) asks Prem to play Vijay's part - and protect Maithili.
But what happens when Maithili is drawn to Prem? And when Vijay wakes up?
Salman performs with superb finesse, skillfully creating a caviar-chole bhature cinematic contrast. His Vijay is tense, terse and taut, radiating machismo but no gentleness, loneliness with king-sized ego. His Prem is luminous with life, cheekily cheery - teasing Diwanji as 'virgin Bapu' - then deepening, like sugar stirred into kheer, in silent gazes of hesitant love. The acting is ace - this year is Salman's finest yet in cinematic grace.
Sonam carries off her princess beautifully, a stylish cross between Gayatri Devi and Coco Chanel, conveying a girl wrapped in delicate chiffon, but with a free, passionate soul. Deepak Dobriyal delights as Prem's dost Kanhaiya, Armaan works a violent swagger well while Neil sulks as a sour prince whose gimlet has way too much lime. Playing bitter sisters, Swara and Aashika have one of the film's sweetest moments - with a brother who stops being a royal pain.
There are slight drawbacks. Some unconvincing sequences - a feudal football match, giggling flood relief, dancing halwais, action atop a plyboard mahal - could've been trimmed. But the film captures the gold-rimmed goggles and mothballed notions of a mofussil maharaja. And alongside tradition, it presents modernity too, in a princess who chooses her own prince - and an aam aadmi more regal than royalty (whose feather redefines Mughal-e-Azam's love scene).
Ghee-soaked in goodness, PRDP is gift-wrapped with a simple line.
With family, stand strong - but also bow.
Because nothing hurts like your own blood - and nothing heals like it too.
In-depth Analysis
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The Cast
Diwan Ajay
