Alright. I have to vent. I saw yet another Tamil film which could have been so much better. The latest in the list was Velli Thirai. Not having access to any Tamil TV channel, we tend to rely on luck when we get hold of a Tamil film. And I still haven’t found a very reliable website for reviews. This way of picking films often backfires.
It’s an interesting premise. A film within a film. I usually look forward to that brand of self-reflection. It’s just that the film makers felt so compelled to add these love angles and “sentiment”, that by the end of it a nice strong storyline is muddled up with absurd complications. Not that there is anything wrong with a lot of subplots, but if the director can’t handle them, it really is no good.
A director (who also writes screenplays) and a struggling actor live together for a while. The actor steals the director’s screenplay and peddles it as his own. He gets a producer to finance the film, and becomes a superstar. Other than having a penchant for stealing other’s works, he is downright evil and a confirmed megalomaniac. The director boy goes around searching for work, and the film is more or less about how the director finds his fame even as he sticks to his “principles”. Or that’s what I think it was. It was hard to tell after the first forty minutes where the story was going. Plus there’s this perpetually weeping female protagonist, who marries the director and then leaves him so he can focus on his career – so on and so forth.
The last half hour of this film was devoted to an elaborate set-up. The actor doesn’t want to finish a film, but the director is smart. So the director gets the actor into a building and shoots him without him knowing it. Film is released and becomes a major hit, winning applause for both the director and the actor.
Well, the film has its moments. And it’s a break from the usual good guy beats up several bad guys storyline. But mostly, it leaves you feeling bewildered. For instance, why does the actor boy develop such a bad sense of fashion once he gets famous? I think I’d much rather see a moderately made masala film, than a badly made “different” film.
Moral of the story: I think the moral of the film might be that if you don’t keep your papers under lock and key, you’ll get screwed. I think. The other moral of the story is that a bad haircut and hair colour makes you an evil person. For proof, see the image to the left.
For a deeper understanding of how Tamil films perceive women who wear shades, we’ll need a whole new post.