On retrospect, there is hardly anything redeeming in Siddique’s ‘Big Brother’ that would leave you exhilarated or even mildly energised. All this film does manage to do is bring back fond reminiscences of those wonderful films that the film maker had once gifted us with, and dwell on how remote and futile his recent cinematic endeavours had emerged to be.
There is no way in which we could turn our faces away from the pertinence of the theme, and its truer than ever today that as technology overwhelms our lives, a button press could wreck a series of lives, including ours. In addition to the significant stream of thought that it offers, ‘Vikruthi’ is also is a decently appealing film that has its bountiful share of charming moments.
Despite the showers having finally arrived after playing tardy for a while and the chill in the air around, film maker Girish A D props up a ripe watermelon right before you and slices off its sturdy top, unravelling the bright red pith that lies within, studded with glistening black seeds. Snatching a ladle off the shelves, he drives it straight in, scooping out oodles of mushy melon and dropping them straight onto a pitcher, even as you sit and watch in amazement, your mouths all set for a ship sail and your throats a tad drier than usual.
‘Thrissivaperoor Kliptham’ is a zigzagging account of petty gang warfare at Thrissur, which despite a distinguished ensemble of actors at its helm doesn’t get its act right. There is far too much going on here and yet far too little that actually matters, that makes it a film that often gets muffled by its own ambition.