Asingamana Tamil Magan would be a more apt name for this repellent farce of a movie featuring Vijay in a double role opposite the young Delhi girl Shriya Saran.
Abomination Par Excellence
Even in the long gone days of silent movies, film-makers would not dare to unleash an abomination like Azhagiya Tamil Magan on viewers.
Horribly amateurish, completely bereft of a story or any semblance of logic, Azhagiya Tamil Magan brings disgrace to the entire Tamil movie industry.
Guru (Vijay) is an MBA student and an ace sprinter who cannot be beaten in running races. Before you can say Azhagiya Tamil Magan, you have him and a pretty lass Abhi (Shriya), daughter of a rich businessman – in love with each other.
Having run out of ideas as to what to do next, director Bharathan then decides to endow Guru with extra sensory perception and provide him with premonitions of horrible events to come.
In one such premonition running through his mind, Guru sees himself killing his lady-love Abhi. Unable to cope with such a possibility, he goes off to Bombay where he sees his look-alike in a street thug Prasad.
What do you think happens next? Bizarre meets stupidity. Voila, Guru has a horrible accident and Prasad is in Chennai impersonating Guru with Abhi in hopes of laying his hands on her father’s riches.
There’s much that’s wrong with Azhagiya Tamil Magan.
Besides the sophomoric and disjointed story, the stunt/fight scenes are egregiously bad (especially the one on the highway involving those trucks), dance scenes plain unwatchable and Vijay’s performanceÂ below par.
If the beginning of Azhagiya Tamil Magan is mediocre and the middle portion bad, the ending is downright awful with that unconvincing spiel in the hospital by Shriya about Karpu and that sudden change of heart by Prasad (the bad Vijay, in case you’ve forgotten)
We enjoyed Vijay’s previous movie Pokiri. So it was with much expectation that we went to Azhagiya Tamil Magan at the P and G Wheaton Plaza 11 theater in Wheaton (Maryland) on Friday evening. Oh, what a dreadful mistake it turned out to be for us and several other people in the audience.
In a clear sign of audience disinterest and irritation with the abysmal quality of Azhagiya Tamil Magan, there was continuous chitchat and movement in the aisle. Some girls couldn’t seem to contain their laughter at the ridiculous spectacle on the screen.
A lengthy nightmare of epic proportions, Azhagiya Tamil Magan is perhaps Vijay’s worst movie to date. Vijay’s mediocre performance in this movie is an insult to legions of his fans.
While some of the songs like Nee Marilyn Monroe and that old classic Ponmagal Vandaal are not bad, their picturization leaves much to be desired.
Nee Marilyn Monroe must rank as one of the worst choreographed songs in Tamil movies ever. Outrageously crude, the song-dance sequence exposes the complete inability of that fat tramp Namita and the lazy slob Vijay to dance. Period.
Bottom Line – Awful
From the first scene to the last, Azhagiya Tamil Magan heaps agony and more agony upon hapless viewers.
Watch this horror-show called Azhagiya Tamil Magan only if you love hardcore masochism.
If you are the kind of puppy that yelps whip me, please whip me, by all means go to Azhagiya Tamil Magan because it’s right up your alley.