
Son of Sardaar 2 (2025) Movie ft. Ajay, Mrunal, and Ravi
Son of Sardaar 2 (2025) brings Jassi Singh Randhawa back, not to settle a feud this time but to untangle a mess he creates by trying to help someone else in love. Ajay Devgn slips again into the happy‑go‑lucky Sikh whose heart moves faster than his brain, while Mrunal Thakur and Ravi Kishan plug into a plot built around fake identities, family honour and plenty of confusion.
The film isn’t a direct continuation of part one’s story; it’s more like a new Punjabi comedy caper wearing the same pagdi and name. The setting shifts to Scotland and London, the family enmities are replaced by culture clashes and misunderstandings, and the tone stays firmly in broad, crowd‑pleasing territory.
Story, premise and tone
Jassi has spent years in Punjab waiting for his visa to join his wife abroad. By the time he finally lands in the UK, the marriage has crumbled and he is basically an overstaying guest in his own life. He ends up sharing a flat with Rabia (Mrunal), a practical NRI who has no patience for his filmi solutions.
Rabia’s young cousin Saba is in love with Goggi, a Sikh boy whose father, Raja Sandhu (Ravi Kishan), is a loud, patriotic businessman obsessed with image and “respectable” family background. When he insists on meeting Saba’s “parents” before agreeing to the match, Rabia panics , Saba’s real story won’t pass his test. That’s where Jassi walks into a trap of his own making: he agrees to pose as a decorated war hero and fake father, with Rabia as his wife, just for “one dinner.”
What follows is pure farce: staged photos, invented war stories, almost‑exposed passports, and Raja’s suspicious brothers trying to sniff out what feels off about this picture‑perfect Sardaar family.
Performances and characters
Ajay plays Jassi with the same mix of innocence and stubbornness that made him work in the first film. He throws himself into the fake Colonel act like a schoolboy in a skit , too much salute, too many stories , and that overcommitment is where a lot of the humour comes from. When the lies start hurting people he actually cares about, he manages to shade in some regret without killing the comic tone.
Mrunal’s Rabia is easily one of the film’s strengths. She’s sharp, organised and often the only adult in the room, constantly trying to keep Jassi’s improvisations from going off the rails. The script gives her more agency than the usual “heroine in a comedy”: she drives the plan as much as he does and isn’t afraid to call him out when he treats everything like a joke.
Ravi Kishan’s Raja Sandhu enters like a walking meme , chest‑thumping patriot, loud laugh, big heart buried under ego. But as the film moves on, he becomes more than just a caricature. His love for his son is real, his fear of being mocked for “compromising” on status is real too, and that conflict helps the climax feel a little more grounded than the slapstick around it.
Direction, humour and music
Vijay Kumar Arora shoots Son of Sardaar 2 like a colourful travel‑comedy: postcard Scotland exteriors, crowded family homes, noisy gurudwara sequences and slick wedding setups. The film rarely sits still; someone is always running, hiding, lying or dancing.
Humour is the main currency. Some of it is genuinely funny , especially the bits where Jassi’s invented heroism keeps colliding with real army officers or news bulletins. Other gags lean on broad stereotypes and repetitive misunderstandings, which will land better in a packed single‑screen than in a quiet living room.
The music album sticks to the expected playbook: a loud wedding track, a dhol‑heavy bhangra banger and a couple of emotional songs to underline Jassi’s loneliness and Rabia’s internal conflict. They’re mounted well on screen, even when they don’t all stick in memory after the film ends.
What works
- Jassi and Rabia’s dynamic feels fresh. They bicker, negotiate and genuinely change each other instead of slipping into love at first sight.
- The central con – posing as war‑hero parents to win over a hyper‑patriotic father – is ridiculous, but it gives the film a clear comic engine and multiple opportunities for escalation.
- Ravi Kishan brings strong timing to Raja Sandhu, switching from bluster to insecurity in seconds, which keeps his scenes lively.
- The film manages to slip in a few smart jabs at social media nationalism and performative patriotism without going heavy‑handed.
Where it falls short
The biggest problem is bloat. At 2 hours plus, some jokes stretch long after the punchline lands. A tighter edit, especially in the mid‑section, could have turned a decent comedy into a sharper one.
Emotionally, the film hints at deeper themes , broken marriages, identity in diaspora, India‑Pakistan baggage, the pressure of parental expectations , but rarely sits with them. Whenever things threaten to get serious, someone cracks a joke or a song kicks in.
And if you were hoping for a completely new flavour compared to the first Son of Sardaar, this doesn’t deliver that. The humour grammar, the reliance on slapstick and overreaction, the “Sardaar = chaos + heart of gold” template are all very familiar.
Audience connect and vibe
Son of Sardaar 2 is aimed squarely at family crowds who want a safe, noisy, festival‑style entertainer. There’s little here in terms of plot surprises, but there are enough giggles, dance moments and sentimental speeches to keep most viewers decently engaged.
Ajay’s fans get their share of slow‑motion entries and gentle emotional beats, Mrunal’s presence adds freshness, and Ravi Kishan ensures that the scenes set in Raja’s house don’t lose energy.
Overall verdict
Son of Sardaar 2 (2025) is an overstuffed but mostly good‑natured Punjabi comedy about lies told for “good reasons” and the mess that follows. It leans heavily on its lead trio and familiar humour, and while it rarely hits the heights of genuinely sharp satire, it delivers a serviceable, mildly chaotic timepass.
If you go in expecting nothing more than a loud family entertainer with some heart tucked under the pagdi, it does enough to qualify as a one‑time watch.
Rating: 3.1/5