It's been some time since I posted anything. But Kamal Haasan's recent release jolted me from my self-imposed inertia. What a film I had expected it to be, and what a disappointment it was. What is Mr Kamal Haasan upto--and why is he taking his self-obsession to obscene levels. Dasavathaaram is nothing but a film to showcase Mr Haasan's talents as an actor--and it fails miserably since the actor is trying to stretch himself too much in characters who don't fit in the razon-thin storyline. Even the make-up looked unconvincing--the faces (or masks, to call them) were too waxy and lifeless.
Two characters stood out (the RAW agent Balram Naidu and the Vaishnava priest), but the rest seem to be cut-and-paste jobs in a narrative that never grabs you by the neck. Come on, Mr Haasan, you talk about Indian films standing on their own in world cinema--and here you come up with a potboiler which has neither a boiling script nor a pot of cinematic riches. And please start playing your age; you look like actress Asin's father in the film. When will south Indian thespians realise that they look like used condoms in front of their young virile heroines? And how long can the masses accept such drivel on the screen.
If you want to see good Tamil cinema, then try the offbeat ones, stay away from the superstar-driven films.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
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