| After
embarking on what looked like
a promising change in the creative
framework of Tamil cinema, director
Venkat Prabhu crash lands into
an embarrassingly mindless venture
titled ‘Goa’. With
talented names and big promotions
building up the expectations
of the movie, one could not
refrain from expecting anything
short of a neat storyline presented
by a brilliant narrative. On
the contrary, the audiences
were left to experience a painful
ride of two hours and forty
five minutes with a string of
incidents that
merely reminds the viewers of
an age old, unedited home video.
For starters, neither the director
nor the producer (who proudly
claimed to have wanted just
a ‘Venkat Prabhu movie’)
seems to have invested any interest
in something moviemakers religiously
call ‘script’, per
se.
A bunch of friends, oodles of
bikini girls and glamorous heroines,
with beaches as the background
is how I would describe ‘Goa’.
Nothing more, nothing less.
Premji seems to enjoy all the
exclusive attention his brother
has set aside. Albeit talented,
he is lost in a flawed script
and his spoofs and one liners
are fast becoming exasperating,
not to mention repetitive. Jai
and Sneha are other talents
with potential to do more meaningful
subjects and sadly are left
to the confines of the director’s
underestimation of audience’s
taste. Yuvan’s music is
a relief, though a couple of
songs are plain self aggrandizement
of the Raja family but completely
out of place on screen, annoying,
in fact.
Chennai 28 deserved the accolades;
right. Saroja stood out at seamlessly
exploring the genre of thrillers
in the minds of movie lovers.
That said in good taste, the
director |
