The fine intent notwithstanding, ‘Shubharathri’ does not seem to acknowledge the tremendous transformation that has occurred to cinema in this corner of the world. A bit too aged to make an impression on today’s viewers, it’s a film with a valid message that unquestionably deserved a much finer treatment.
Mass, double mass, and triple mass; all said and done, the final scene of ‘Madhura Raja’ is all suggestive – that ‘Minister Raja’ will follow. So much has happened and the next time, I tell an exhausted self – you should probably think of taking down notes.
‘Varikkuzhiyile Kolapathakam’ makes for gripping viewing, and the atmospheric skill that the director displays in the film is admirable. With a brisk running time of not much more than a couple of hours, it unspools a tale of mystery that retains your focus right on the screen.
Thattumpurath Achuthan’ looks way out of place and period as the planet gets all ready to spin its way into 2019, and leaves you unfulfilled and peculiarly droopy.
M Padmakumar’s ‘Joseph’ would be remembered for long for the actor that Joju George is, and belongs to the category of films, where an actor towers over everything else around with an astounding performance that overwhelms.
‘Oru Kuprasidha Payyan’ is undermined by quite a few problems and critically lacks the intrigue that could have made a difference. Its overwhelming generic obviousness makes it a slow sinking ship that tugs down along with it a few genuine, terrific performances as well.
‘Johny Johny Yes Appa’ is neither funny nor edgy and leaves you high and dry at the end of its running time. Undermined by emotional incoherence and comic incompetence, this is an unfocussed film that fails to hit its target by a hundred miles.
‘Carbon’ is a draining film; a confounding piece of cinema that requires as much an effort from the viewer to make sense of it, as from the film maker himself in its creation. This certainly isn’t its flaw, and where it tires the spectator out is in its decision to remain obstinately abstract throughout, conjuring up smoke swirls of obscurity and vagueness, and decisively dropping a cue here and there, driving the audience to connect together its disjointed pieces into a rational whole, and compelling them to hunt out the key to the puzzle.
‘Daivame Kai Thozham K.Kumar Akanam’ looks, sounds and seems a haphazardly joined piece that hardly manages to hold itself together. A laugh here or another one there is all that it has to offer, and for a film that runs for one hundred and fifty minutes, that is a pretty much hefty price to pay.
Anil Radhakrishnan Menon’s new film ‘Diwanjimoola Grand Prix’ is a far cry from his impressive debut ‘North 24 Kaatham’; a gem of a film that we invariably go back to every time a new movie of his is released. With a script that looks all in tatters, ‘Diwanjimoola Grand Prix’ is a tired out genre flick that squeezes in oodles of talk on culture and what not, but hardly brings anything new to the table.
‘Udaharanam Sujatha’ is an agreeable tale, the logic and realism of which, could forever be questioned. And yet this is the kind of genial material with which upbeat and buoyant films as these are made, and dreams – both mine and yours – are spun.