She's the reason why men must take caution in watching this movie with their beloved as V-Day looms by. Deepika's Padmaavati is adorned to such an extent that her jewelry would outweigh her hubby's chain-mail. Time for Shahid to return to Mr Bharadwaj. Had he been born in the British Raj, he would have played a princely cricketer who could contribute little with bat and ball but had the Wisden memorized by heart. Shahid's Ratansingh doesn't have to do much apart from showing his righteousness and sinewy torso. Moreover, Khilji's march to Chittorgarh seems easier than commuting to Gurugram from Delhi. Chittorgarh looks like Pushkar crossed with Asgard and Valhalla, and Delhi looks like Agrabah from Arabian Nights. Unlike Rajamouli, Bhansali doesn't invent laws of motion. However, Bhansali tries to make up for it with magnificent visual poetry and his typical OCDness in set design. Bhansali unabashedly depicts a stark contrast between 'righteous' Hindu and 'dastardly' Muslim warfare cultures, and due to deficiency of shades of grey the movie greatly suffers from lack-of-depth syndrome. Ironically, the movie is obsessed with Rajputana "Aan-Baan-Shaan" most of which got lost in protests.
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