Sultan gives Salman Khan’s most fervent fans many reasons to rejoice: he is shirtless for a large part of the 170 minutes of the film’s run time, and keeps breaking out into silly dance moves to any number of catchy songs.
For the rest of us, however, Sultan is a movie that requires some serious suspension of disbelief. For a film that was aggressively marketed as the awe-inspiring journey of a wrestler – albeit fictional – Sultan has surprisingly little of the sport, at least for the first 90 minutes, and it’s only the second half that offers some serious edge-of-the-seat, nail-biting wrestling action, somewhat redeeming itself.