Bodyguard Telugu Movie Review

What would Crusoe have done, if Friday did not know to dance and thrash them up by the dozen? Employed Bodyguard, who is learning with every vernacular outing, including the Salman outing of recent accident.
The film is bound to be compared with the Hindi version and it is here that the film gains advantage. The comedy track with the likes of Ali, Venu Madhav, Dharmavarpu, make the entire narration unpretentious, and light hearted. Long trenches before blood drenches the script, the light-hearted script takes over and thankfully is a welcome diversion.
To the uninitiated, the film is about Venkatadri (Venkatesh) who comes in as a bodyguard to the daughter of his saviour Varda Rajulu Naidu (Prakash Raj). The girl in question, Keerthi (Trisha) is first embarrassed, then impressed and as she leads him up the garden path with blank calls falls in love. Unfortunately, the past, the villainy that haunts the family takes over. Venkatadri is unaware that the caller is Keerthi. In any event circumstances point out to the roadblocks to matrimony – the classic culmination of the script. With the intermission coming just when the central characters are Cupid struck, the rest is about how the Director (Gopichand Malineni) handles the winding up. Predictably he succumbs to the predictable diagnosis that the audience is craving for violence, stunts and the like. The summing up, like the original, is dramatic, filmy and for the audience to swallow than believe.
Technically, the film is well shot. Music keel. There is no tere mere mere tere, but kava lane and Evaro Evaro are hummable. It is the script that falters and fails to grip or convince. Of the cast, veteran Prakash Raj is his usual reliable self. There is Kota as the villain who seeks to avenge the Varda Rajulu Naidu family and though as very little screen presence leaves an impression. The entire episode at the ladies hostel is just a steep fall in class. Trisha has to play the glam doll, which comes from sheer practice and repeat value. For her all scripts, from the angle of her role is more about where, what costumes, when coy smile, when mock anger than character and other related nuances. Give her light moments and she can cake walk. Give her a minor emotional demand and she is all lost. Saloni does her little bit with a lot of conviction. She is that vital link, who but in a moment adds credibility to the script.
Finally the film is bound to depend heavily on the delivery quotient of Venkatesh in the central character. To begin with, he is no Salman and this is a relief. He nurtures the character with greater sensitivity. He gives the film credibility. True to his repute, he reiterates his USP as a dependable star with just the right acting skills.
Willing, if you are to let go rationality and if your expectations are anchored around a typical Tollywood creation, Happy festival viewing

L. Ravichander.