by SI blog reader Racer44
A conversation between two chaps exiting the theater, having survived the ordeal of watching Theeratha Vilayattu Pillai.
Chappie A: Machan, indha moonjikku Playboy kaekkudha? Periya Manmadha kunjunu nenappu.
Chappie B: Vidu Machan, namma moonjikku neetu chandra kaekumpodhu, avan mattum enna pannuvaan?
Chappie A: Aanalum mavane, indha director paiyan mattum kaiyila kedaicha…..an
At the end of this interminably long freak-show, I could hear not one but several such angry outbursts pouring forth in the theater.
Unrelenting Savagery
I admit I had deep forebodings even as I entered the theater. The little I had seen of this fella Vishal had not enthused me a great deal. But little did I comprehend the unrelenting savagery in store for me.
From the very first frame till some three hours later, when the surreal nightmare ended, Vishal assaults your senses mercilessly, leaving you gasping for breath.
Breath does come, in intermittent spurts, in the form of the three hot girls Tejaswini (Neetu Chandra), Jyoti (Tanushree Dutta) and Priya (Sarah-Jane Dias). But no sooner do we rest our wounded eyes on these beauties than we are pummeled back into our state of wretchedness as Vishal, with his I-am-the-resident-baboon style, wanders around hopelessly trying to convince us he is a playboy.
Drivel of a Plot
The story, like many other things in this film, is so outrageously preposterous that it staggers the mind. The film has hardly started, and immediately the unwitting audience are sold crap about how Karthik (Vishal) is a guy who wants the best in everything he desires, and he now wants a wife. So Karthik decides to simultaneously fall in love with three beautiful girls and then choose one to his liking.
As a battle-hardened audience try to digest this drivel of a plot, Vishal sets off on his “wooing” spree, dealing mortal blows to the by-now brain-numbed audience along the way. Bereft of even the most basic acting skills, this fella would fail to get even a single paisa were he to, one day, beg for alms. It beggars belief how such nincompoops without a shred of talent manage to survive, that too as hero, in an industry where one failure can spell the end of your career. Continue reading »
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