Mr Perfect

Imperfection personified

Alas! if only the film was half as perfect as its title! In trying to cream out as much for an otherwise oft-repeated, formulaic romantic family drama, director Dasarath only makes an imperfect and indigestible potpourri of Mr Perfect.

At the centre of the plotline is Vicky, who believes in leading life his own way. However, when doting parents find a match for him in Priya, the boy simply does not play footsie brushing aside their find, for in Maggie he thinks he has found the ideal soul mate. But then trust cupid ever cruising a smooth course, be it in reel or real life. No way, for Maggie’s papa wants a perfect daamaad. And our proud protagonist is game for it. With this as its predominant premise, director Dasarath makes only a poor mish-mash of Mr Perfect turning it into a rudderless boat.

It’s a Darling deja vu for Prabhas who is the only saving grace of a cliched Mr Perfect, while Kajal and Taapsee are just pretty maidens giving him charming company and Prakash Raj sleeps through his role disinterestedly which offers no challenges to him. With absolutely nothing going for it, thanks to a sloppy script and equally exasperating direction, the film falls flat and interests only those with time aplenty to kill.