I’ve got to hand it to Joseph Vijay and A.R.Murugadoss, the malefactors behind the thoroughly unwatchable Thuppakki.
Say what you will but these two cheaptains of Tamil cinema have a bizarre sense of humor.
After launching a vicious sleeper cell attack against the Indian Army and making the force look like a bunch of buffoons, they dedicated the movie to the brave men of the Indian Army at the end!
I walked out guffawing all the way to the parking lot. 😉
Poor Politician – Vijay
Before I get to the review, yours truly has a question for all ye Vijay fans.
If Vijay has such a hard time selecting a good script, then how the hell is he going to navigate the tortuous route of providing salvation for 72 million Tamils as a politician.
Makes me shudder in fear at what lies ahead for Tamil Nadu should Vijay become Cheap Minister of the state in 2020!
Or did Joseph Vijay betray the affection of his countless fans for a few silver coins.
Me, I’m voting for M.K.Stalin!
End to End Nonsense
The central architect of this hard endurance test a.k.a Thuppakki is A.R.Murugadoss.
Besides directing the abomination, Murugadoss also proudly takes credit for the story, screenplay and dialogs.
And if these old eyes are not playing tricks, Murugadoss even appeared in a cameo.
Guys, I hate to ruin your Diwali but Thuppakki is one of the crudest Tamil movies to see the light of the day in recent years.
Barring a few scenes featuring Vijay, everything about this travesty of a film screams amateur, amateur, amateur.
At its core, the crudefest is about an Army Captain Jagadish (Vijay) taking out a Jihadist terrorist sleeper cell and its mastermind in Mumbai.
No sooner does Jagadish’s train arrive in Mumbai from Jammu, then our hero is whisked off to see a pretty girl, Nisha (Kajal Agarwal), for marriage.
The Romantic angle is a No-Yes-No-Yes, poorly developed, silly side story to the sleeper-cell Jihadist terrorist angle.
Before long, our Army Captain Jagadish is nabbing a terrorist who’s bombed a Mumbai city bus killing several people.
In short order, Jagadish and his army buddies kill 12 more terrorists in cold-blood even as the Mumbai police represented by the hero’s clownish Sub-Inspector (Sathyan) friend plays passive by-stander.
Terrorists in the Closet
Thuppakki’s script is so asinine that we have to endure the nonsense of Jagadish repeatedly bringing terrorists to his home, hiding them in his closet, chopping off their fingers and torturing them in other gruesome ways without his parents and sisters in adjacent rooms or the Mumbai police being aware of his activities.
Mercifully for our sanity, the enraged terrorist mastermind (Vidyut Jamwal) finally arrives by sea from Gulmarg to Mumbai and he too is dispatched by our heroic Captain Jagadish in the Arabian Sea for his tryst with 64 virgins in heaven!
Vidyut Jamwal’s role is poorly etched out, which turned out to be a blessing since he’s not exactly a torrent of acting skills.
The stunt scenes are so ridiculous that in one scene we have Vijay’s character Jagadish repairing his fractured arm and leg on a ship by first grimacing, then twisting his limbs around and finally beating the villain to a pulp.
Murugadoss’s script has Kajal Agarwal playing a whacko most of the time.
Handicapped as the girl is with limited acting and dancing skills, Kajal Agarwal dances like a drunken monkey in the Google, Google Panni Parthen song.
Besides making Nisha behave like an escapee from the local asylum, Murugadoss has the girl boxing, running and playing basketball, volleyball, tennis, climbing walls into houses etc.
Thuppakki has an army officer (Malayalam actor Jayaram) and a Mumbai Police Sub Inspector (Sathyan) trying to provide comic relief.
All I can say is that the end-result of the two comic attempts turned out to be insufferable.
Hookers and porn stars are brought in and sneeringly referred to as “matter” in a crude, vain effort to raise some laughs.
Jayaram’s character is a senior army officer who attempts to woo Nisha in ways that make Vadivelu’s simian antics seem sober in comparison.
Sathyan’s role as a clownish Mumbai Police Sub Inspector is a gross insult to the hundreds of efficient and daring policemen in the metropolis.
Thuppakki’s music is of a piece with the rest of this quarter-baked movie.
The picturization of every song including Google, Google Panni Parthen is so shoddy that they beggar belief.
Believe me, the last song Vennilave is a sure-fire remedy for insomnia.
At a theatre on the U.S. East Coast, the audience was frequently restless.
Several members of the audience were seen walking out and in suggesting they were not engaged with the film.
Who can blame these poor souls given the ugly, crude spectacle unfolding on the screen?
Folks, Thuppakki achieves the impossible – It’s a million times worse than Vijay’s 2008 epic disaster Kuruvi.
SearchIndia.com strongly recommends you remove Thuppakki from your list of Diwali treats.
Thuppakki is a dark chapter in Tamil cinema.