A movie that defines what movie-making is all about, what movie-viewing should be. Makes you want to go up to the next guy who says "They don't make 'em like that anymore" and sock him in the face.Peter Jackson, Lord of the Kings, I salute you.
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Ayyo. This is not a movie, this a long advertisement for four products - AVT Tea, Tiger Biscuits, Kalyan Jewellers and Tata Indicom. Mammootty makes tea ("Very good tea. Very strong"), eats biscuits (the Tiger logo leaps out at you from an advertisement on the road when he's driving), checks out a jewellery store ("This is genuine 916 brand gold") and interrogates a sales person at a mobile store ("I am a TruePaid customer").
I liked this movie - not so much for the story of a Gujarati boy who winds up in Kerala after the earthquake, but for the marginals, the details that Blessy includes in the movie while moving from scene to scene. The dialogue between characters, the scenes from everyday Kuttanad and the wry humour made for some very pleasant viewing. Mammootty has done a fantastic job after a very long while; his State award is well and truly deserved this time.
You will believe a man can cry. No, seriously. You will either keel over laughing or cry helplessly, watching what you had believed to be an awesome movie with great special effects - from what you remember. Hopelessly dated, this is oh-so-avoidable. The 'Can you read my mind' number is especially cringe-worthy.