Forty minutes have passed by the time Ram Gopal Varma begins telling you the story of Rann. The attempt at establishing the characters is futile, and the endless close-ups get on your nerves after awhile. Worsening matters is the background score, with music being inserted in just about every frame. Instead of creating a suitable atmosphere, it just doesn’t let you get into the movie.
The main characters of Rann are far too sour to have any kind of appeal, except Amitabh Bachchan, who
somehow manages to pull it off. Instead, comic relief comes in form of Rajpal Yadav, who is an embarrassment. Mohnish Behl steals the show from Paresh Rawal, Ritesh Deshmukh and Rajat Kapoor from right under Amitabh Bachchan’s nose.There are some women in the movie; Simone Khan if you like. Suchitra Krishnamurthy is a MILF and Neetu Chandra is a skinny hot chick. I’d fuck them both, but not at the same time.
Self-indulgent, unexciting camerawork teams up with unbearable background music to take the fun out of a promising story. Ram Gopal Varma has rediscovered his magic formula but he’s overdosing on it. Rann is disappointing.