Dictator is pretty by-the-numbers. How a supermarket employee Chandu (Balakrishna) accomplishes a baffling operation as Dictator Chandrasekhar Dharma by approaching Kathyayani (Anjali) is the plot of the film. The script doesn’t focus on the intensity of the main lead to look powerful, who has lost his life by some easy causes. Though there are few recognizable elements from the acting department, the movie is so amateurish and eager to be shocking, but it just winds up feeling creepy.
Nandamuri Balakrishna is the strength of the film, who dazzled as Dictator with his electrifying performance. And the other cast like Suman Talwar, Nassar, Kabir Duhan Singh and Vikramjeet do fit the bill. Thaman’s work is not bad this time, liked the Dictator theme, superbly composed. “What’s up Baby” song features the sizzling side of Sonal Chauhan, ahh, she looks hot there. And cinematography by Shyam K. Naidu delivers some beauty with the smart framing.
Despite its groovy contact-high spirit, is like a table full of haphazardly strewn jigsaw pieces that are never assembled, just rearranged in a different unsystematic pile. With unfunny scenes and uncanny twists, Dictator is a half-baked commercial masala. With too much emphasis on the baked part.
Dictator is not only a bad movie but a greatly wasted opportunity. I’m sure there are a lot of fans of NBK out there who were curious to see how his jack-in-the-box energy is stirred up to draw the mass hysteria out just as in Simha and Legend. But contrary to that, Dictator ends up like Lion and Adhinayakudu. A very predictable mullock with unacceptable drama and unbearable punchlines, easily another lazier film Balayya has ever been part of.
Dictatorship becomes dictator-shit with many of Kona Venkat’s meaningless rhyming dialogues in this exasperatingly withholding story, although I couldn’t tell you why. Formulaic and flat from the start to end, it’s as boring as a bottomless bowl of borscht.
My Rating: 1.5/5