Martin Movie Review: Dhruva Sarja Delivers Action But the Plot Takes a Backseat

Plot summary:
Imagine this – a guy who looks like he’s walked straight out of a gym commercial, wakes up with no clue who he is. Is he a warrior? A villain? Maybe both? Stuck in Pakistan (yes, you read that right), he’s labeled the most dangerous man alive. What follows is a series of high-octane action sequences, forgettable songs and an identity crisis. And yes, you’re in for almost 2.5 hours of Dhruva Sarja, Buckle up, folks. But before you get too excited, let’s dive in.
Rating 2/5

The Dhruva Double Delight (Or Maybe Not)

If you thought one Dhruva Sarja on screen was enough, well think again. In Martin, you get a double dose. He plays both Arjun Saxena and Martin – one’s supposed to be a patriotic hero and the other, a ruthless don. Sounds exciting? It could’ve been… if the film didn’t feel like Dhruva had turned the volume to max on everything – his acting, his growling (yes, he growls) and even his random bursts of energy.

Arjun. Arjun. Arjun.
Martin. Martin. Martin.
Action. Action. Action.
Well, that’s literally the whole movie folks. If you’re into watching someone snarl at the camera every other minute you’re in for a treat. Dhruva seems to have taken the ‘overacting’ challenge and sprinted with it.

Sensory Assault: High Voltage Fights and Louder-than-Life BGM

Let’s talk about the action. Remember when Dhruva was dubbed the “Action Prince”? Well, that title is seriously at risk. The fight sequences look like they were choreographed by someone who’s only seen action movies in dreams. Every punch is followed by a slow-motion whoosh that adds five minutes to your mental clock.

And then there’s the Background Music or should we call it a nuclear explosion of noise? Ravi Basrur’s BGM hits you like a train – one that doesn’t stop until your ears beg for mercy. It’s almost as if they mistook volume for intensity.

Unnecessary Songs and Blank Faces

Oh, the songs. The less said the better. Have you ever been watching an action sequence, heart pounding, only to be slapped with a random item song that makes zero sense? That’s Martin for you. We’ve got skimpily-clad dancers, a hero who clearly isn’t interested in lip-syncing and a heroine who looks as lost as the plot itself.

Speaking of the heroine – Vaibhavi Shandilya Poor thing. She had fewer expressions than a mannequin and dialogue delivery that can only be described as a sigh. Was she even in the movie? Blink and you’ll miss her.

The Dhruva Show: No Seriously – It’s All Him

If Martin had any saving grace it’s Dhruva Sarja… at least, that’s what the makers thought. His presence is supposed to be larger than life but after seeing him in every frame, flexing his muscles and struggling to deliver his lines with gravitas, it’s safe to say that less would’ve been more. There’s a certain charm to playing a ‘bad guy’ but here, Dhruva seems to confuse ‘bad’ with ‘bad acting’. It’s a classic case of trying too hard and failing spectacularly.

The dialogues? Well, they’re what you’d expect from a wannabe macho flick – all bark, no bite. Dhruva delivers his lines like he’s in an over-dramatic soap opera and if you’re lucky, you might catch one of those rare moments where he isn’t screaming.

Cinematography and VFX: A Disaster in Motion

Picture this – Dhruva Sarja vs Dhruva Sarja in a fight sequence that was supposed to blow your mind. But the dodgy VFX and cringe-worthy CGI, you might just find yourself laughing instead of gasping. The dual-role stunts were so poorly done, you could almost hear the green screen creaking in the background. If you wanted a masterclass in how not to do visual effects, this movie would be Exhibit A.

What’s the Story Again?

Ah, yes the plot. Who is Martin? Why is he in Pakistan? Who’s the real villain? Does anyone even care at this point? These are questions the movie pretends to answer, but don’t hold your breath. The story is as jumbled as Dhruva’s constant identity shifts and by the time the big reveal comes, you’ll either be too confused or too exhausted to care.

Verdict: A Lesson in Cinematic Chaos

In conclusion, Martin is what happens when you take a half-baked idea and toss it into a blender with bad VFX, cringe dialogues and an overload of Dhruva Sarja. The whole movie feels like one long sensory assault with little to no payoff. If you’re a die-hard fan of Dhruva, you might walk away satisfied. But for the rest of us, this is two and a half hours of our lives we’ll never get back.

My final word? If you’re looking for a cinematic experience that will leave you thinking “What did I just watch?” this is your movie. But if you value your time and your brain cells, I’d recommend sitting this one out.