Foul deeds will rise
though all the earth o’erhelm them, to men’s eyes
– William Shakespeare in Hamlet
Never let it be said that the scatophagous mongrels of Tamil cinema hesitate even one nanosecond to profit from theft.
Be it Kamal Haasan, Venkat Prabhu, Murugadoss, K.V.Anand, Udayanidhi Stalin or Jeeva, these talentless scumbags are all the same. If they can shove a few dollars into their pockets, be it from foul means or filthy, these dickheads will scoop the shit off the floor and shove it in their gobs.
Folks, Ko (Jeeva, Karthika, Piya Bajpai, Ajmal Ameer) is a ripoff of the Russell Crowe film State of Play.
Like the 2009 Hollywood film State of Play, the new Tamil film Ko too stands at the vortex of politics, crime, romance and investigative journalism.
To ward off charges of outright theft, the Tamil jokers have added some masala, thrown in a few songs, introduced some cartoon-like characters (Alavandan, for example) and made a few changes.
Theft, Theft, Theft
Notwithstanding the desperate attempts by Ko director K.V.Anand and his accomplices in crime to camouflage the theft, it’s hard to mask it.
As the bard wrote memorably some 400 years ago in his great tragedy Hamlet, Foul deeds shall rise.
And indeed they have.
* Like in State of Play, politics, journalism and crime take center-stage in Ko too.
* Like in State of Play, you have a crusading young politician in Ko too.
* Like in State of Play, you have an aggressive young journalist in Ko too.
* Like in State of Play, the politician and the journalist are close friends from their college days in Ko too.
* Like in State of Play, the crusading politician is ultimately seen to have feet of clay in Ko too
* Like in State of Play, you have the reporters poring over video footage for crucial clues to unravel a crime in Ko too.
* Like in State of Play, the crusading politician goes down in flames at the end in Ko too. Figuratively in State of Play and literally in Ko.
*Like in State of Play, the journalists at the end make changes/cover up events in the story they publish in Ko too.
At its most basic, Ko centers round the antics of a daring photojournalist Ashwin (Jeeva) and his friend, a bold and conniving young politician Vasantan (Ajmal Ameer), aspiring to high office.
The rest is fluff or padding.
Of course, for the schmucks who don’t care about originality or theft Ko will strike them as a nice entertainer, albeit one with sloppy editing since the songs intrude far too often into the narration of the story.
There’s plenty of weird shit in the movie.
Like, for instance, the bizarre characterization of the politician Alavandan (Kota Srinivasa Rao).
When Ashwin and his lady love Renuka are mourning the loss of their close colleague Saro (Piaa Bajpai), they suddenly break into a song in China! Hellooo.
Some of the songs were alright. Enamo Aedho, Amali Thumali and Venpaniya were quite pleasing to the ears although the picturization of Enamo Aedho was plain awful and caused us much distress.
Sadly, neither Jeeva nor Karthika have the faintest notion of how to dance and are utterly graceless in their movements. If merely lifting your leg is dance, then we suppose donkeys and buffaloes too can dance! 🙁
Jeeva also tends to overact on occasion. Ajmal Ameer and Pia Bajpai didn’t give much cause for complaint. Prakash Raj is irrelevant.
Kota Srinivasa Rao is made to behave like a jackass.
Karthika Nair – Plain Awful
To the large cast of utterly worthless Tamil actresses, let’s add a new name – Karthika Nair.
Karthika’s only claim to fame is that she’s fairly well endowed and that she’s daughter of yesteryear ‘actress’ Radha.
Save these two claims to fame, the Mumbai girl has nothing and is an expressionless robot.
Ko – Mighty Shame
There was a fairly large crowd (60+) for the evening show of Ko at a theater on the East Coast.
Given that there’s not much competition for Ko, given that most Tamils don’t give a damn about high theft and given that most Tamils are completely clueless about high art, the movie will most likely do well at the box office.
And that, folks, is a mighty shame.
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