Unfortunately, Jha’s revolution this time round ends up unforgivably long, inadequately scripted and way too superficial to merit applause.
Yes, there are moments of optimism, but those are far too few to evoke any real passion.

Satyagraha is an exercise in extreme self obsession. Because Prakash Jha just doesn’t want the film to end! It goes on and on till you start hallucinating Ajay Devgn’s moustache as a sinister, blood sucking alien and Amitabh Bachchan starts looking like a mummified pharaoh.

Satyagraha is an average fare but its business at the box-office will be below average due to the below-the-mark start and lack of universal support, especially lack of youth support. Although it is contemporary and entertaining in parts and also has an emotional under-current, its convenient screenplay and too idealistic characters would mar its box-office prospects by limiting its appeal. Business in big centres and multiplexes will be better than that in smaller centres and single-screen cinemas.

If one focuses on the overall making of the film, it is looks to be a dramatized version taken frame-to-frame from reality and painted on a canvas with a hope that the system will change and the citizens will be instrumental in bringing about this change.