The trailer of Cuckoo was poetry, immersed in a riot of colours and served with humour and intoxicating music setting a very high bar. The marketing blitzkrieg and the ensuing hype ensured very high expectation.
And when the credits did roll past and while you were introduced to the protagonists, you were almost spellbound and the expectation went a notch up further.
And as Raju Murugan himself true to Citizen Kane ethos hurried in search of the protagonist, well the clutter set in. The focus shifted from the protagonists to the ordinary people who adorn our daily lives. They just got introduced in hordes, and the narrative ambled along without any convergence.
And when the boy did fall in love with the girl, almost half the film was over. And the poetry, in the trailer, seem to have vanished, and the supposed poetic intent was submerged in drama and sentimentality.
I am not sure if a screenplay was ever written.
My anger thus far is being felt cheated by an exceptionally well crafted trailer which set the expectation high and also a beautiful premise, and a lot of hard work seems to have gone wasted.
I believe there is great deal of sincerety in Raju Murgan's work, but thanks to either confusion or may be even ambition, the work disappoints and infuriates.
At 2 hours and 42 minutes it makes for tedious viewing.
If you are still able to sit through the film, Hats off to Santosh Narayanan for extremely great music. Malavika with her innocence and a blemish less face, uses each and every muscle on her face and her eyes to deliver an extraordinary performance. Dinesh is equally impressive. With an imposed squint, the range of expression gets constrained by the degree of squint. Kudos to all facets of the Technical department.
And when the credits did roll past and while you were introduced to the protagonists, you were almost spellbound and the expectation went a notch up further.
And as Raju Murugan himself true to Citizen Kane ethos hurried in search of the protagonist, well the clutter set in. The focus shifted from the protagonists to the ordinary people who adorn our daily lives. They just got introduced in hordes, and the narrative ambled along without any convergence.
And when the boy did fall in love with the girl, almost half the film was over. And the poetry, in the trailer, seem to have vanished, and the supposed poetic intent was submerged in drama and sentimentality.
I am not sure if a screenplay was ever written.
My anger thus far is being felt cheated by an exceptionally well crafted trailer which set the expectation high and also a beautiful premise, and a lot of hard work seems to have gone wasted.
I believe there is great deal of sincerety in Raju Murgan's work, but thanks to either confusion or may be even ambition, the work disappoints and infuriates.
At 2 hours and 42 minutes it makes for tedious viewing.
If you are still able to sit through the film, Hats off to Santosh Narayanan for extremely great music. Malavika with her innocence and a blemish less face, uses each and every muscle on her face and her eyes to deliver an extraordinary performance. Dinesh is equally impressive. With an imposed squint, the range of expression gets constrained by the degree of squint. Kudos to all facets of the Technical department.
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