Prem Ratan Dhan Payo’, also heavily colour-coded via the Ramayan, draws heavily from Barjatya’s previous work, with one glaring cosmetic difference: he sets it not in homes that people like you and me live in, or relate to, but in a grand palace. We get not one but two Salmans for the price of one: a commoner called Prem Dilwale( a play on SRK’s next, also called ‘Dilwale’?), and a prince called Vijay.
They are identical looking, so you know where this is going from the get go: out pop the evil step brothers and deluded step sisters, faithful foot-soldiers, a pretty princess, a dastardly plot, and tada, there’s your switcheroo.(Click here to watch fans reactions to Prem Ratan Dhan Payo’)
We don’t need the unbelievably thin script to tell us that the pauper will provide life lessons to said `bhai’( Neil Nitin), `behens’(Swara Bhaskar and Bhatia), faithful factotum(Anupam Kher), and toss out pro-tips to his look-alike to win over the ‘rajkumari’(Sonam Kapoor). Barjatya’s canvas has been the unhurried interplay between families and their zillion ‘rishtedaars’, and the gentle, chaperoned, approved ‘nonk-jhonk’ between lovers. And even though I sometimes still find it difficult to believe that a ‘Hum Aapke Hain Koun’ swept the nation in 1994( yeah, we know, we know it came at the right time and captured an audience heartily sick of the vulgarity and violence that Hindi cinema of the time had fallen prey to), Sooraj Barjatya rescued his films from becoming maudlin messes with his gift of creating unexpected flashes of sweetness and emotional hooks.