Director- Diphan
Cast- Prithviraj, Anoop Menon, Srikanth, Yami Gautam, Thalaivasal Vijay etc.
Music- Gopi Sundar
Story: Hero is about a flamboyant youth Antony who comes to assist a retired stunt master who is desperately looking for making a comeback to films.
Movie Review: In Hero, Diphan proudly flaunts his uninhibited liking for action. If he delayed the thrill towards the middle in Puthiya Mugham, he is more religious about stunts in Hero. Even the very narrative of the film is devoted to a retired stunt master Dharmarajan[Thalaivasal Vijay].
Prithviraj who plays Antony looks brawnier than ever before and the plot is nourished with reasons for him to tear apart his shirts that could barely contain the muscles teeming inside. Diphan hastens along the plot while sprinkling the basic ingredients in an action-narrative. He adds pace to create the setting so that he can devote ages for the hero to walk, to run, to smile,to speak and finally to deal with a prolific number of baddies.
The rest of the characters are so moulded that every single act of the hero looks majestic and sometimes unearthly. There is an old stunt-master who is his guru pleading for his help, a jealous, incapable villain, a good-hearted film director and a heroine [Yami Gautham] with a mane of golden hair and cherry red lips that part to give a glowy smile.
The setting is a slum where every inhabitant is fervent about Antony. The list of reasons for hero’s outburst are long and familiar. The villains come up with schemes to endanger the hero one after another. There has to be a heart-wrenching justification for a glorious revenge and Diphan does exactly that.
The action scenes are invested with risk and vigour. The film has its hero and heroine swooping into a perfect landing from quite a few feet above the ground. The hero even goes further to exhibit a miscalculated leap from a precipice. Inspite of all the energy that radiates from these sequences, there is an intolerable tedium that creeps along almost unknowingly. Infact after the initial verve, Hero stutters into a shameless expo of macho which at times seems hard to intake.
It has an undeniable resemblance to glitzy Tamil films which is sickening. The sight of hero and goons jointly undertaking a glass-shattering exercise, defying law of gravity by flinging each other for miles and all that for mundane reasons have become bit too familiar and one cannot help but wonder whether action alone could work wonders.