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It makes you wonder why T Rajinder was making all that noise about a dud
film like that. That's what 'Kaadhal Azhivathillai' makes you feel.
T Rajinder is under this illusion that as long as his son dances and fights
well, he can make it big in the industry. He cares so much about his son. He
didn't even give a thought about the poor viewer.
You get the distinct feeling of having watched a dubbed third rated Telugu
film to add to the effect there are Y.Vijaya and Sudhakaran in the film!
There is a song after every 10 minutes. The length of the songs and
Silambarasan's interval-less dance makes them a tiresome affair.
Chaarmi is the daughter of a very strict father who happens to be a
minister. Silambarasan is the son of Prakashraj who suspects his wife. Both
end up clashing at college and fall in love with each other. But, Charmi's
mother Nalini ends the relationship citing social status as the reason. How
Silambarasan overcomes this barrier and succeeds in his love is the rest of
the story.
The only elements worth appreciating in the film are the songs,
Silambarasan's dance capabilities and dialogues. But, they have all exceeded
their limits and have become annoyances.
Silambarasan dances. Silambarasan runs. Silambarasan dives. Silambarasan
does everything. But, his high-pitched dialogues throughout the film makes
watching it a misery. Add to it the fact that the voice doesn't match the
looks. Makes you squirm. The only instances in which you enjoy his
performance is when he defends his mom from his father Prakashraj.
The sorry part is- Chimpu's talent has been wasted in the film. It's like
getting lost looking for a wrong address.
Explain this- Praksahraj suspects the paternity of his son, Silambarasan.
Why does the son mouth dialogues to Nalini like 'Nee yen maamiyaar. Yennai
uruvaakiyathu TR' ('you are my mother-in-law, TR is my creator'). This will
only add to Prakashraj's suspicions!
Charmi looks like a Pomeranian pup. Fluffy. Only later films would exhibit
her talents. Her onscreen friend Monisha looked promising in the beginning
of the film with her shy and emotive eyes. But, she fizzled out like damp
crackers. Nothing happened.
How exactly does the Seetha- Prakashraj duo help the story, it is not clear.
Wherever Seetha goes, her former lover Riyaz Khan appears mysteriously. It
makes us wonder if there really was something between them.
In a very drama-like role, there is Radharavi who often recites that he is a
central minister. Nalini doesn't have a soothing dialogue throughout the
film.
Charmi's family has a regular feature at all its celebrations- a microphone.
The way the family members take oath on the mic like political leaders only
makes us laugh.
Kuralarasan's pranks
on the two stupid secretaries (played by Dhaamu and SS Chandran) are mildly
entertaining. Karunaas' one words draw applause too.
The film happens only between songs. T Rajinder has shattered the
definitions of background score in this film. Maybe he lost all the musical
instruments, because you get to hear the songs themselves in the background.
Especially the 'Yenn manadhil neeye thaane' song- it has been attached to
the film from the beginning till the very end.
Tamil cinema has grown leaps and bounds, but TR relies on shaking the behind
of Professor Sharmilee to make his viewers laugh. She has two colleagues ('Vennira
Aadai' Moorthy and Madan Bob) who drool at her. There is no trace of
standard or class here.
TR hasn't bothered about the techniques that go into refining the shots.
This applies to the screenplay too- probably he hasn't heard of it at all!
The whole film looks half-baked.
College- clash followed by love- rich mommy- politician dad- stupid
secretaries- lecherous lecturers- 'mother' sentiment- it has been a very
long time since Tamil cinema has outgrown these formulae.
But, T Rajinder's ignorance has accomplished only two things- it has
shattered the expectations of the audience and it has given Silambarasan a
very unmentionable bad start.
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Wow...
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Buss... |
Silambarasan's dance skills
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A story without a story
Screenplay
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