At times I wondered what am I watching. Bengal Tiger was a gross compilation of the worst clichés and compilation of the biggest mistakes done by South Indian Industry. There was cheap humor in the first half but the second half was the worst I've ever watched. All in all, it was your typical masala movie designed for mass cinema which includes uneducated, illiterate, unemployed Andhra people. Ravi Teja is 47 yet finds himself to romance a 21 year old. Go figure. The woman is objectified and has NO reason to be in the movie besides the horrid dances. Ravi Teja's dance can best be described as one of a dirty grandpa's. His tight pants and horrid shirts make him the subject of a poorly dressed creep. Overall this is nothing special because it's a ravi teja movie.