KGF Part 2 is pretty much the same, but a little bigger. But unfortunately, despite movies around Boliwood stars such  as Sanjay Dutt and Raveena Tandon,  the bright patina of brown and beige leaves the Middle East with the dark shades of the Corral Gold Field. Soaked the scoop in. Form a scorched earth background for the exploitation of our hero Rocky and his loyal inhabitants.

His unruly mane is still the same, but this time  Rocky appears in a set of sharp suits that stands out among the thousands of extras dressed in muddy brown understated clothing. .. He is also familiar with the strides and dialogues he can throw at different characters-a very bad guy with tattoos and  Indira Gandhi (Raveena Tandon), a rival scattered all over India. A bunch, a CBI officer heating his way, and a swarm of police officers staring at him in fear.The problem with the seemingly busy movies is that they forget the plot. The film vibrates unplanned between the past and the present, showing the dedication and present to Rocky's mother (Arcana Joyce). Now, rescuers and men are whipping and screaming workers not to quit their jobs. A good man forced to do bad things by the situation, or a bad man with a golden heart? As far as KGF 2 is concerned, Rocky isn't a "gangster", but a "master who goes in and conquers", so this subtle difference isn't overemphasized.  

For that, Yash wields a heavy hammer and is set after a set that shatters an army of idiots. Some of them appear to be off the set of Mad Max Anger, while others are from  old Westerns. Srinidhi Shetty is a heavenly heroine just to inspire the protagonist. Dat should have made a valuable enemy with his "Agney Pass" avatar without threats, but all he has to do is open his mouth and roar. With her tasty sari and the striking white stripes on her hair, Raveena Tandon has a little more influence: she  also ensures that Rocky's barbaric and brave deeds are erased from our history books. You are responsible for what you do. But women are secondary. Like the previous movie, this movie is about men, macho and muscle, all oiled, shiny and torn. The audience faithfully laughs when one or two misleading remarks escape from the protagonist's mouth as the protagonist gets to work.