make
you forget that your munchies are over.
What begins as an adrenalin rush is over
before you can say Congo....
For the first time you have a "bondesque..."
look and feel to a Tamil film and while
it starts well, it begins to meander into
small inconsequential gullies and is soon
lost. I honestly would have loved it if
the director had done away with all the
songs except the first one in the film.
None of the others were required and nor
did they stay in your mind or hearts.
Gosh! If a heroine is a necessity then why
not make her a rival smuggler and give her
an opportunity to kick ass with the hero.
They can of course eventually fall in love
as is usual and then join hands to get rid
of the baddie. She can simmer and smolder
in an equal role and your glamour quotient
is served up as well (though not required
at all in my opinion, but considering the
blithering idiots among the male population
who only go to see that... Well, you can't
please everyone I guess...)
Without going into the story of the film
I just want to talk about the characters...
For an international smuggler with an M
Sc degree on the way, Surya is portrayed
as an innocent naive boy unaware of cunning
wills of the ladies... Now that is too much.
Any young strapping lad these days has more
than a lick of sense to figure out when
the ladies are pulling one over you. He
is his charming self and looks great through
out and while his acting prowess was never
in doubt, it is amazing to see him shake
a leg with much more finesse these days.
Tamanna urgently needs to look beyond good
costumes (well, the credit obviously goes
more to Ms. Nalini Sriram here), a dainty
figure and suave dance moves (here again
half the credit to the choreographers).
In the emotive scenes where she loses her
brother, I just couldn't feel a sense of
sorrow with her. She just lost me in those
scenes. She has done much better in Kalloori
or even in her Telugu flicks like KIKK or
Happy Days.
First there was the obsession of getting
heroines who do not even look Tamilian,
then there is the other obsession with importing
villains. There are enough men who are a
darn sight better looking and can act a
million times better than Akashdeep Saigal.
Can directors please do away with these
caricatures?
The saving graces in most Tamil films these
days are the character artists. Be it Prabhu
or Prakash Raj or Nasser or any of the other
talented artists- they save the film to
a large extent and heroes, heroines and
directors ought to be a thankful lot to
these immensely talented artists without
whom these films would not be what they
are.
I am not a technophile to comment on the
technicalities of the film but the editing
does make Ayan stand out and the jazzy background
score in the latter half of the film is
the only piece of music that stayed in my
mind.
Credit is due to the director for an interesting
screenplay and for putting together an awesome
package. Who can deny the power of packaging
and marketing these days?
On the whole, we had a good time and here's
hoping to see more such Tamil films...
Regards,
Aparna Chandrashekaran,
reachaparna@hotmail.com
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