Bheema movie review

I guess someone came up with some really nice songs. And then choreographed a bunch of fight scenes well. Uh...little problem, they forgot a couple of small details - something called a script and screenplay. Well, why fear when the formula is here?

- Remorseless hero who is a mass murderer by profession? Check

- Aging don with a heart of gold? Check

- Heartwarming scenes with aging don's mother-figure-wife? Check

- Corpulent dancers hurting your eyes in so called item numbers? Check

- Crazy annoying heroine who has no qualms about "loving" mass-murderer-hero and performing endearing child-woman acts like popping bubbles in the side of a busy street? Check

- Ashish Vidhyarthi as a cop? Check

- A stuttering Raghuvaran doing his routine for the billionth time? Check

- An audience that will spend hundreds of hard earned bucks to watch the same old mindless crap stuffed back down their throats without even a little attempt at logic or coherence? Check

- "Unique twist" to con audiences into thinking this is a "different" movie? - hmmm....oh yes! Make remorseless-hero have a weird man-crush on aging-don (so what if there are snickers from the not-so-innocent audience?)

Thats Bheema for you. If you are a student of cinematography or a fashion hound and want to see some really pretty clothes, watch this movie. Otherwise, just rent Thalapathi's dvd.

If you are Vikram's die-hard fan, please buy the ticket, but try and close your eyes through the entire movie. Or better still, spare yourself from the heartbreak of watching him waste the best years of his life on utterly pointless drivel like this.