Legend Saravanan’s vanity project is commercial cinema at its dullest
The Legend Film Overview: With The Legend, JD-Jery borrow director Shankar’s playbook from his 2007-blockbuster Sivaji and provides us a movie based mostly on the privileged-saviour-hero and five-songs-six-fights method of the business cinema of that point – one had turn into dated even by the top of that decade. Seeing it play out on the large display screen after 15 years solely provides us a way of ennui as each state of affairs they provide you with feels uninteresting, unimaginative and completely predictable.
The story revolves round Dr Saravanan (Legend Saravanan), an apparently world-renowned scientist who has revolutionised the antibiotics subject, who chooses to work from his village for the sake of his “makkal”. Spurred by the loss of life of his diabetic good friend (Robo Shankar), he decides to invent a remedy for the illness. However this spells unhealthy information for the pharma mafia, which has already suffered loads due to Saravanan’s earlier analysis – antibiotic requirement take a look at. So, their Indian operatives (Suman, Rahul Dev, et al) resolve to sabotage Saravanan’s analysis, even inflicting him a really private loss. Can the scientist discover it in himself to go forward along with his analysis and achieve his endeavour?
The hype round The Legend is solely due to its main man, the entrepreneur Saravanan, who has chosen to turn into a film star. To his credit score, Saravanan does the whole lot required of a hero – he will get to struggle, romance, dance, spout punch dialogues (“Enakku padhavi mukkiyam illanga.. Makkall dhaan mukkiyum”) and act emotional. Sadly, he does all these with out shifting a single facial muscle (the truth that he’s caked in make-up in each single shot solely makes it worse), and all we register is a efficiency that’s as vacuous because the movie itself.
It does not assist that the remainder of the performances too are removed from convincing. Geethika and Urvashi Rautela really feel fairly misplaced whereas senior actors like Nasser, Vijayakumar, Devadarshini, Sachu and Thambi Ramaiah appear to be simply cashing in a hefty pay cheque. Yogi Babu is hardly humorous whereas the late Vivekh deserved a greater ultimate movie. However everyone seems to be at all times dressed to the nines, like they’re being a part of a business for Saravanan’s clothes retailer.
The one factor that JD-Jery get proper is in glossing their product to cover its two main shortcomings – writing and lead performances. The movie is mounted on a scale that reminds us of big-star motion pictures from the 2000s, and even the plastic visible tone (R Velraj is the cinematographer), and grand however empty rating (by Harris Jayaraj) are from that point. Alas, if solely had they spent a few of the cash that they’ve splashed on the pointless songs and stunts for the writing! Neglect a wannabe star like Saravanan, even a bona fide famous person like Rajinikanth would not have managed to avoid wasting this self-importance mission.
