Ajay Devgn returns as the lovable Jassi in Son of Sardaar 2, but this time the turbaned hero is far from home—stranded in Scotland and tangled in double trouble. What begins as a reunion with old-school desi comedy spirals into a chaotic mix of confused identities, cultural collisions, and half-baked patriotism.
Directed by Vijay Kumar Arora, the film follows Jassi as he meets Rabiya (Mrunal Thakur), a Pakistani wedding dancer, and soon finds himself pretending to be both a girl’s father and a soldier in the Indian Army. It’s a premise begging for comic gold—but what we get is a patchy, sometimes awkward script with a strange urge to blend slapstick, romance, and social commentary on the art of dance.
Where the original Son of Sardaar thrived on high-octane action, earthy humour, and desi warmth, this sequel trades that charm for awkward romance and India-Pakistan jabs. Unfortunately, the film stumbles more than it soars.
Chemistry Misfires & Character Fatigue
Devgn and Thakur’s pairing feels more mismatched than refreshing. Their scenes together are devoid of spark, and the age gap—though not visually jarring—drains believability from the romantic subplot. One nearly-intimate scene between them, intended as comic or romantic relief, instead comes off as plain awkward.
Meanwhile, Devgn’s performance feels uninspired. As Jassi, he mostly sulks, frowns, and fumbles through scenes with a glazed expression—as if wishing to be somewhere else. His role in the action is minimal, barring a song sequence and a bizarre tank-driving moment involving Neeru Bajwa.
Comic Relief Comes to the Rescue
It’s the supporting cast that injects much-needed energy. Ravi Kishan steals every scene as Raja, a Pakistan-obsessed gangster-businessman whose comic timing is impeccable. Deepak Dobriyal surprises with depth and nuance as a transgender woman, while Sanjay Mishra adds his trademark UP-Bihar charm as a local thug in Scotland.
Vindu Dara Singh and Mukul Dev reprise their roles with nostalgic ease, and their camaraderie with Kishan’s Raja provides some of the film’s most genuine laughs.
Patriotism or Parody?
The film walks a dicey line when depicting Pakistan. While Rabiya and a few Pakistani characters are shown sympathetically, the script often slides into caricature—recycling old tropes of terrorism, cowardice, and “bomb-dropping” punchlines. A long monologue by Jassi on India’s war victories is more of a jingoistic detour than a clever punchline. Funny to some, perhaps—but certainly exaggerated and tonally out of place.
Verdict: A Struggle to Entertain
The film’s second half delivers a few more laughs than the first, but getting there is a slog. Comedy is inconsistent, action is almost absent, and the emotional beats are forced. Even the scenic beauty of Scotland fails to leave an impression, and the music is entirely forgettable.
In the end, Son of Sardaar 2 is a clean family entertainer on the surface, but beneath the bright colours and broad gags lies a muddled, undercooked film trying too hard to recapture lost magic. It checks all the boxes—patriotism, romance, comedy—but without conviction or coherence.
Rating: 2.5 out of 5
Some laughs, some nostalgia, but not quite the sardaar we signed up for.
