Machi, Idhu Oru P**lu Padam da (Buddy, Villu is Total Garbage).Â
To describe this satanic piece of shit Villu as a movie is akin to considering nature’s freaks like Hitler, Prabhakaran and Stalin as humans.
Are Prabhu Deva, Vijay and Nayantara utterly bereft of shame that they stoop so low as to unleash bizarre rubbish on Tamil movie fans and dare call such stinking offal a movie.
Folks, unlike other Tamil movies there are no weak links in Villu because the entire beastly movie is one long weak link featuring the missing links in human evolution – Nayantara, Vijay and Vadivelu.
Villu belongs to the kuppa category of Tamil movies like Sathyam, Aegan and Kuruvi.
Compared to the blithering idiot Prabhu Deva (screenplay and direction), Gautam Menon and even that thieving swine Venkat Prabhu are master storytellers.
And if you are deluding yourself that Vijay is the new James Bond, let’s set the record straight – this bozo is not even anywhere close to being James Gaand. For the most part, the stunt scenes in Villu are hopelessly amateurish be it the ones involving the water scooter in the beginning, the many ridiculous fight scenes in the middle or the helicopter scene that comes later.
Monumental Folly
With a fatuous story that scales the Mount Everest of nonsense, Villu is a monumental act of hubris that presumes just because some moving images are flashed on a screen they morph into a movie.
Director Prabhu Deva and his ugly spawns in Villu, Vijay and Nayantara, wouldn’t recognize a movie – we mean a real movie – if it whacked them hard on the face.
Villu’s story is hopelessly silly and centers around the crude antics of a young fellow Pugal (Vijay) chasing around the bad guys in as cartoonish a manner as posssible.
As Pugal goes gallivanting around in India and Switzerland with his skimpily-clad lady love Janavi (Nayantara) in tow, the dazed moviegoers are left rubbing their eyes in sheer horror at the grotesque spectacle unfolding on the screen.
Prakash Raj, who delivers the most lethargic performance of his career in Villu, is cast as the baddie JD (drugs/arms smuggler and a traitor).
As if one Vijay is not torture enough, bizarre meets stupidity in Villu with a flashback revealing another Vijay!
Boy, who needs guns when a mother’s tortured wails to the gods can raise a dust-storm, opening up the very earth.
Mon dieu, are there no limits to Prabhu Deva’s nonsense.
And what’s with the repeated instances of multi-image photography. Awful.
Flop Thalapathy Vijay
For a guy who’s done 50 films, Vijay is a pretty pathetic actor with a grossly limited repertoire of expressions.
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