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Nov 9, 2017

Thondimuthalum Driksakshiyum

Dileesh Pothan is creating a new genre in Malayalam cinema with his unique story telling style. His main narrative builds up towards a simple event or two, establishing protagonists and their relationships. Nothing special there. What set Pothan apart are the nuggets of micro stories, mined observing the human condition in all its informal familiarity and strung together to aid the natural progression of the narrative. Every scene is like a gem of flash fiction. It almost seems super human that the writer/director could link and insert these vignettes cohesively into an engaging cinematic account.

Pothan's maiden outing as a director, Maheshinte Prathikaram, introduced us to his distinctive technique. In Thondimuthalum Druksakshiyum he hones it further. This film is raw, plucked right off the tree of life, seconds ago. Even the minute traces of glaze in packaging which would have been a prerequisite to hit the box-office bulls-eye for a first-timer have been stripped away in this second movie.


His casting, which has included Fahadh Fazil as his chameleonic cornerstone, has brought some unconventional and promising faces to Malayalam cinema. Aparna Balamurali in Maheshinte Prathikaram is followed by Nimisha Sajayan in Thondimuthalum Druksakshiyum - both offbeat and talented leading ladies perfectly fitting the film's territory.

Suraj Venjaramoottil and Fahadh Fazil have let go of themselves like clay, impeccably molded just as the characters should be at the hands of the director. There is no question that this is exactly how we would find them in real life, had these people really existed. The entire crew at the police station, where most of the action takes place, has given outstanding performance especially considering all of them are not professional actors but real officers of the law (except for Alencier Ley Lopez.)


The treatment of the film is very gritty, like an episode of reality TV if reality TV was not scripted the way it is. LOL. The director also displays a certain trust in the audience's comprehension abilities. There is an absolute lack of spin or manipulation in the depiction of events. The viewer is left with the task of deriving meaning and closure although there is no sense of incompleteness. Life goes on - in real and in reel.
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Nov 2, 2017

Phillauri



Second venture of the sister-brother producer duo Anushka and Karnesh Sharma, starring Anushka Sharma, Diljit Dosanjh and Suraj Sharma (Pi in the Life of Pi) is a perfect desi Halloween movie for our Hindustani brethren in Umrika if they are searching for one.



Anushka is a nebulous white ghost stuck in a tree, accidentally freed by Suraj and currently stalking him, pestering him for answers. The bumbling, aspiring Canadian rapper that he is, Suraj is unnerved and thrown into a loop by the presence of this floating apparition whom no one else is able to see. Diljit Dosanjh stops by as Punjabi folk singer/ Anushka's love interest in her real life, in the early 1900s Punjab.


Phillauri is a perfect example of how ghost stories look like when they are delivered via the dream pike at Bollywood. There is the quintessential over the top Punjabi wedding and there is a horizontally floating ghost swishing around in a sparkly ghaghra whose ghostliness quotient has been bolstered up by the masterly use of CGI and changing the operating angle to 180 degrees. Add to this, we have not one but two love stories - set a century apart for to meet the enchantment needs of different generations.
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Nov 1, 2017

Viswasapoorvam Mansoor

A disjointed film that tries to take on many issues, falls short of most and remains unconvincing from beginning to the end.

Roshan Matthew, a new comer introduced in the movie Aanandam, embarks on his first solo venture as Mansoor the title character of this film. Although Roshan seems to have tried his best, the character of Mansoor is half-baked, leaving the audience wavering in placing their bets on him.

Some of the issues that film tried to address like inter-religious marriages, conservatism in liberal circles and branding the followers of certain religion as bona-fide terrorists are left hanging without any closure. Inter-religion marriage has relapsed further in the film when the real world has actually moved forward on this subject.

The love that blooms between Mansoor and Mumtaz (Prayaga Martin) seems more like case of infatuation and lust. Mansoor's former girl-friend (Leona Lishoy) and her place in the narrative reflects the befuddlement of the director, P.T.Kunju Mohammad. The director does not seem to be sure about which among the myriad causes the film vacillates between, is worth pursuing.

The accents of the actors is another jarring aspect of the film for me. The film takes place in Thalassery - none of the actors have succeeded in capturing the right accent for the region. Then there is the life-time Mumbaikar Mumtaz who speaks Hindi with a thick Malayali accent. Whoever dubbed for Zarina Wahab(as Mumtaz's mother Zaira Banu) has a better grip on Hindi than Prayaga Martin.
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