Originally Posted by
Perumthachan
watched the movie... just two words... sheer brilliance... hats off to anwar, vincent, amal, sushin, jackson, praveen and resul... the collective creative collaboration of these guys have put forth a piece of art that malayalam movie industry can be proud of... fahad and nazriya, two diametrically opposite depressed souls who take on the two extreme corporate solutions available out there to combat depression: religion and/or psychotropic drugs... and the journey they go through to realise themselves and to tell us a simple yet powerful message: the god, doesn't care which one, the god that gives you pain will also give you the courage to endure and overcome it, no need of bogus miracle workers or media hacks or entrepreneur quacks to do the trick... now which god is that, is upto each person himself... loved the way the movie encompassed the subject of Aham Brahmasmi wherein JC feels he is God himself and then struggles to face his mortality... to a point, yes, everyone is their own God, and in me resides my God... just that it requires a hard knock on the head and a wholehearted attempt to see things in a different perspective...
technically one of the most brilliant malayalam movies... the bgm and the edit to that were excellent... the whole movie has a dream-like or better said, trance-like psychedelic texture to it... it's like, from the moment Viju Prasad accepts one of the two choices offered to him (something like Neo taking the red / blue pill in 'The Matrix') the rest of the movie, you can see as a confrontation between, either viju/JC fighting the 2 corporate Agents in dark suits or demons fighting inside his own structure... he is on a high, high on adulation, high on drugs... he is beyond himself... and my my, what a breath-taking performance by Fahad... the sheer energy he displays when he is on stage in front of millions pitted against the vulnerability he exposes when he is all alone, fahad has shown he has notches above his contemporaries... he is a shameless bugger, not bothered to take on broken characters and that probably is why writers out there are sweating out for him...
the movie does have some speed-breakers and some jarring ones in that too... the length for one, i mean, you come out of watching a nearly 3hr movie and you feel loss of words while having a rerun through the events of the story makes you feel the movie resorted more to style than substance... the residual shards of a broken viju in the third-day resurrected JC takes a bit of screen space to delve into the workings of his head... the two villains seemed unnecessary, considering both seemed like mirror-images of one another... GV or Chemban should have been modeled more on a Satanic concept, wacky like the Siddique character in Pellissery's 'Nayakan'... the character of Nasriya should have been written with more clarity... the end portion in Amsterdam (symbolic of hell) seemed lacking the punch... now on the subject matter, i am a liberal left who goes to a church that follows the apostolic order which makes me, by DNA, to abhor pastors (to a large extent) not so much the bible punching ones but the miracle-healing donation-greedy ones... and the subject matter, being a subject of talk more than once a week at home, hooked me from the start... fav scene, the elevation of JC right after the interval... the moment where he starts to free himself, and he tell about 'his reality'... the movie has lots of philosophy and symbols involved, but the problem is they are few, scattered around and not fully explored... all said and done, a movie that should really be experimented on the big screen...
anwar, respect your guts not to go with the flow of remaking your own thenkashi dapankooths or chettikulangaras but to take on serious cinema and to spend your own money and time for the realization of that vision, you just showed malayalee cinema audience today is more or less like the religious multitudes shown in your movie... have lost their own sense of opinion, depend on social media to formulate their own thoughts, go with the majority flow for fear of being ostracized, are caught up in the corporate web that makes one think blockbuster movies are good ones... whereas 'the whole reality' is a different trance altogether...
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