Prem Ratan Dhan Payo is the perfect Diwali entertainer for the entire family. The film will win abundant love [prem], while its investors will reap a harvest [dhan], making it a memorable Diwali for all concerned. This one's a record-smasher -- scoring from East to West and from North to South, scoring at plexes as well as single screens, scoring at metros as well as non-metros, scoring in the domestic market as well as in the international arena. B-L-O-C-K-B-U-S-T-E-R!
The extended interlude is the only thing with any zest in this thing : the rest of it plays out as an out-dated rehash of the director’s own films ( including ‘Hum Saath Saath Hain’ which I am guiltily fond of) embedded in an outlandish, improbable plot. In ‘Prem Ratan Dhan Paayo’ nothing belongs, nothing is a fit. And Ms Sonam Kapoor is lissome and quite lovely, but her slim derriere is no match for Ms Madhuri Dixit’s saucy, jutting butt in ‘HAHK’: nope, nothing in ‘PRDP’ for us, in the India of 2015.
There is a problem, however. PRDP leaves you asking one big question: Are we ready to gulp down a mouthful of cheesy romance that is high on ideals and moral values? The trouble is, fun-filled scenes turn into tearjerkers in PRDP in a moment, and you don’t know what’s hit you. It has everything a quintessential Hindi ‘masala’ family film would crave for. But take our advice: Go with a full packet of tissues, you will need all of them. To me, PRDP stands for ‘Poor Rich Devout People.’
It is obvious that Sooraj R. Barjatya has spared no expense or effort in erecting the ornate sets and designing the unabashedly garish look of Prem Ratan Dhan Payo. But one crucial aspect of the film that would have cost little or no money (the director is himself the writer) but taken far greater effort – the screenplay – is completely neglected. As a result, this overlong and bloated story of a sad and lonely prince – a man who would be king – is told in an old-fashioned, overly melodramatic style that simply does not work in this day and age. The overwrought PRDP might not be that bad, but it is syrupy to the point of being unendurable. Only for Salman Khan fans.
The beautiful sets truly make this film a royal fairy-tale. Salman’s Prem act of comedy with emotions works well. The film is flooded with songs and unfortunately they are not great fun to watch. Sonam Kapoor’s ‘Rajshri’ girl act fails too. If you want to relive the HAHK times, this could be your pick. There is everything you will find in a Rajshri film and hence it will appeal to you only if you are a fan of their films which are all about values, traditions and love for one’s family.
A lot of visible effort has gone in designing Prem Ratan Dhan Payo's opulence and scale but ultimately it is just lacklustre, recycled fare from a man stuck on men versus women sporting contests, midnight kitchen rendezvous and the pristine aura of Prem. The last one still holds good. Rest is just rah-rah.