Review of Raja Hindustani (1996)

Moving picture, 165 minutes

A rich, sophisticated girl travels to a simple city because that’s where her father met her late mother. She and an illiterate taxi driver called Raja Hindustani—which I believe means “King of the land of the Hindus”—fall in love. Cue song and dance numbers, paternal estrangement, evil stepmother plotting and so forth.

Typical masala: Lengthy Indian consolidation of many other genres, including musical, slapstick comedy, romance and action, designed to appeal to all ages and sexes. The only source of amusement I see in this is camp. Translated lyrics might have helped.

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