Mr Perfect is the kind of movie you go to with a bunch of friends and come out wearing a smile on your face. It has that feel-good factor going for it as the story begins from a village tale and morphs into an urbane drama that unfolds in a cricketing field in Australia during a wedding. And from the fantasy land of invincible mindless heroes, rises the thinking, thoughtful emotional hero.
Vicky (Prabhas) grows up in a village cricket field vowing never to lose after his father tells him to lose. His one motto in life is: I do what I like to do and that's the only thing that will keep me happy. All grown up in Australia and whacking the people who target Indians, Vicky is a video gaming coder who wants to set up his own company with a bunch of pals. Then he meets a girl.
Rather, she meets him, a girl in a village who drives a Honda Activa.
They marry?
Nah. Our hero has a doubt. Why should the girl leave her beautiful world where everyone likes her and she's part of the society for the sake of someone? More importantly, he likes pubs while she likes one spot on the terrace of her house. He wants to meet someone who has his tastes and thinks like him and he does meet her.
Then?
The hero has another doubt.
It is a tribute to Dasrath who doesn't slip into the rigmarole of clichés even when he has to show an ordinary village girl or a hep Indian girl living in Australia. All the characters look real, save for two comedians who look like jokers.
Yes, he makes Melbourne look as if it is the next railway station after Miryalguda, but then we can indulge him for the story he tells.
It is a crucible of emotions and of pulls and pressures of love. Though the story has Prabhas flailing kicks and raining punches, he looks good as a thinking young man, both as an entrepreneur as well as a man in love.
He communicates that without mannerisms. Kajal Agarwal looks the part of a young miss in love and someone who is good at heart. After the excesses of earlier movies, Tapsee looks like a real person. The music takes the story along without being jarring.
This marks a generational change of film making. While a Pelli Pustakam had a young married squabbling couple trying to learn the lesson of staying together from an old couple, here the young man discovers his own formula with the help of his two friends who happen to be girls. The older folks give their homilies and look boring.
