Inverse Karma

As I was parking my bike in the theater’s parking lot, Anand told me a joke. One guy coming out of the theater had just told him that the movie’s name should have been “Ninathale Kasakkum”. That was seriously the only funny thing that happened during the entire movie experience. Or maybe not.

This review would’ve been worse if I had watched the acclaimed Malayalam original. This movie had a ridiculously superficial feel to it. I couldn’t blame the actors, everyone has done their part quite well. But the way the scenes passed through, that just did not cut it for an enjoyable movie. Especially being fresh out of college myself, I just could not tolerate the artificial screenplay. Movies need to be made with intelligence, and this movie was not!

In Priyamani’s introduction scene, she gets down from her car and greets all the students. I seriously thought she was a professor! Turns out she was a student. And when they decided to film the movie in an engineering college, they made sure they covered up the name of the college at the gate with the logo for ‘NAC’ (National Arts College), the fictitious college our cast studies in. But it looks pretty dumb when everyone is chatting up standing in front of the ‘Information Technology Block’.

Also, I failed to see the logic behind why Priyamani’s dad would force her to contest in the college elections just because he’s an MLA. It sounded like a dumb-ass plan when Karthik conspires, but then that is what happens. But wait, the stupidity doesn’t end there!

There’s a scene where Priyamani is hit on the head by police. So Prithviraj saves her and rushes her to the chemistry lab. (No prizes for people who wondered why every other person was running around the college without anyone thinking of taking refuge in the lab). She’s bleeding, so what our hero does is he takes some base in a conical flask and adds phenolphthalein (yup, that shit) to it and serves up Dettol for the bruise. And so she falls in love with him and in the next scene, asks him to kiss her in a restaurant (after which she asks him if he loves her). I instantly found myself shouting Vivek’s line – “Very fast girl”

There was this girl who plays an important role in the climax. Man was she creepy! She’s 100% Ram Gopal Varma material. But seriously, I couldn’t understand why she had to put on her possessed-zombie face whenever she narrated her sad story. The songs were remarkably drab and they kept popping up just when you’d least want to listen to them. The attempted comedies seemed too shallow (surprisingly, the older people in the audience laughed at it). The few true moments in the movie came when Bhagyaraj consoles his crying wife and then as she walks away, wipes away his own tears and when Karthik tells Bhagyaraj that he only wanted to apologize to Prithviraj. He sports a moustache this time and it suits him well!

The movie is only for those in their early thirties, who may relate to the movie and reminisce about their college days. The rest, watch the movie if only you are absolutely bored and have nothing else to do (that’s why I watched the movie in the first place, but ended up getting even more bored). So much for my first movie review!

P.S.: Movie makers should stop glorifying student power in movies and make them look like bad-ass punks who can just make fun of their professors in class and walk up to their principal and throw cockroaches into his lunch. No, this kinda stuff doesn’t happen in colleges. Nor did it happen in their days. And neither will it happen anywhere in the future. Students do not have that sort of freedom in colleges here! In fact, it’s not even freedom. It’s just plain stupidity to do something like that.

The Verdict: Ninaithale Inikkum = Ninaithale Kasakkum

My Rating:  

(1 star for the twists in the climax and 1 for Bhagyaraj and Karthik)

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