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    • Excuse me, Mr.Kanthaswamy

      After a long hiatus from blogging for various reasons , I badly wanted to write about my brief stint in US and the feel back home after returning from the place. But due to time and stuffs, I couldn't spend some time writing what I really felt. Today I went to Kandasamy and l couldn't help myself talking about the movie.

      Was the wait really Worth ? I really hate to say NO but then looks like that's the case. Nothing in the film actually impressed me, we have seen all these stories from Gentlemen. After you watch films like Kandaswamy, you really get to know the intelligence behind people like A R and RahmanShankar. Director Shankar, though number of his films is based on a social cause, his later films like Anniyan and Sivaji, I say was very gripping, the comedy element in Anniyan and Sivaji, made people really laugh, thanks to Vivek. The story line though predictable, didn't bore us for 180 minutes+ and above all Climax was mind blowling and song picturisation and composition -I am lost for words to describe them, they were simply terrific.

      Kandaswamy cleared miss all of them.

      +'s in Kandaswamy

      Shreya - 20 Lakhsam vangitu 200 Laksham nadichiruka sorry kamichiruka. She easily fits into all those skimpy dresses, suits her perfectly. But podhum, ATMla edupa aata aramichava, nirutha matengara... coz towards the end of the movie, even watching Shreya did takes you an effort.

      Excuse me Mr.Kandaswamy and En oooru Meenakumari Song

      Vikram - Nothing really to talk about his Great Actor in this movie. This movie would have been a cakewalk for him. No scope for him to enact really. He just comes and goes and his presence just fills it up. That's all, but to imagine another actor here, I say it would have been really irritating.

      Visuals- cant really say it as a plus, everything was shown very rich, but then it didn't look pleasing to me. The kadupu is those yellow/red/green tints given for certain sequences. I don't know if that is really necessary.

      Those are the only positive things that I can think of.

      _'s

      Background Score or is it Background Noise. That's why I mentioned earlier, you will get to know the intelligence behind Rahman. Songs does start off well, but then come the first paragraph of the song, you wish you can go for a dum outside. Like Vivek says, ponnunga kooda eppo ellampatu vandha dum adika poranga :)

      Susi Ganesan - LOL, please don't ask him to do any cameo roles. By the time he comes in the movie, you feel like tearing the screen apart.

      Don't know why Vikram's different get up was stressed while the making of the movie. All those characters comes for hardly for 5 minutes and didn't really make any impact whatsoever.

      Vadiivelu - It was really pity to watch the actor not bring any smiles to the audiences. ( Overnight Obama was the only dialogue that he uttered made me smile a bit )

      and ofCourse the storyline, though the message intented to convey was commendable, the screenplay doesn't make an impact.

      3 hours and 20 Minutes, I say cut down by a hour and still I doubt will be any more better :( .


      somehow, somethings in the movie, makes you sit and watch continuously, but nothing overall impresses anything. After you step out of the theatre, you keep humming En ooooruMeenakumari tune and nothing else really stays on the mind.

      So Mr.Kanthaswamy, please Excuse Us :)


      Excuse me, Mr.Kanthaswamy - Saturday, August 22, 2009 -

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