Review | Liger – Saala, purebred misogyny
With Puri Jagannadh taking credit for the story, screenplay, and direction, it’s easier to make it the solo darts game. Because there is a lot to throw at him.
Perhaps the only original thought is the name of Liger, the son of Lion Balram (a fighter who died before winning the national championship) and the tigress Balamani (Ramya Krishnan) who vows to make his son achieve this that her husband could not. All originality begins and ends with the title.
The Indian flag, waved somewhere in Las Vegas by a chaiwala become champion, slogans of ‘Watt laga dengé‘ and ‘We are Indians, duniya ko aag laga denge‘ couldn’t be more blatant to set a patriotic note. But India doesn’t have much to be proud of if the flag bearer is The Vijay Deverakonda (this is how he’s introduced in the opening credits), a fighter with a stutter.
First off, I’ve lost count of how many movies have themed an underdog street fighter and pushed him into the international ring. Didn’t Farhan Akhtar also try it recently in Tofan and fail miserably? So the fight of the underdog who must grow up to avenge his father is as old as B Subhash’s Kasam Paida Karne Wale Ki (1984).
Second, a hero with a large body whose weakness is that he stutters adds no extra value or dimension to the character, especially when Liger Deverakonda stutters intermittently and not consistently. There’s also little emotion invested in the difficult-talking hero’s situations with only the oft-seen taunts and taunts that people tend to throw at someone who stutters. So it’s as emotionally unmoving as Laal Singh Chaddha’s Walk Obstacle.
Three, Christopher Master (Ronit Roy) who agrees to train Liger for the MMA championships and his mother Balamani advise the streetfighter on “focus”, with both advising him not to get distracted by girls. As if it were the only distraction in life.
Four, between mother and son, daughters are labeled “demons”, hero touches female fighter’s breasts and goes oops, hero declares women ok to kiss but not ok to fight, there is even a sentence on impregnation…How did the man of the last millennium of Puri Jagannadh pass the censors of today?
Five, Ramya Krishnan starts out as a fiery mother but soon thinks she’s back on the sets of Baahubali (especially when pushing his son in his fight scenes) with his eyes wide open and rolling.
Six, Ramya isn’t the only one getting involved. ‘The Vijay Deverakonda’ whose body is perfect for the role also acts as if he is filibustering a campaign rally.
Absolutely Unforgivable Seven is the character sketch of rich and privileged girl Tanya, the insane beachhead played by Ananya Panday, whose only aspiration is to be a social media queen. To top off the erased role, there’s a chemistry-free romance, ah the distraction Liger was warned against. With outdated dance moves and old-fashioned inserted songs, the viewer has no incentive to invest in this romance. Imagine, after being ticked off on the phone by Balamani, Tanya’s punchline is, “Where’s my vodka?” For someone who does nothing but party and pout, there’s also a sudden line, “I’m a superstar” she throws at Liger before heading to Hollywood, no less. .
Eight, a wealthy sponsor with a private jet pops up at Chunky Panday to save the moment and fly Liger to Las Vegas. But even men as smart as Christopher Master don’t bother to check who he is and it’s not like he has a secret or a double identity. As for Mike Tyson, a fight between him and Liger with the dead father as motivation turns into a lighthearted fight with more attempts at humor than throwing punches at each other. How’s that for a climactic scene?
We could go on, but you get the picture, don’t you?
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