FILMS, HEROES AND SCREEN TIME
Just finished watching Vijay's Leo. It has come to OTT immediately after release. There are some cute scenes, but wonder why Vijay had to go topless so often. He does not have a figure for that at all. In the movie he was invited to save an entire town from a hyena, but gets petrified on seeing an eagle, albeit at close quarters.
There is a wonderfully choreographed song, a very boring Trisha, a loud Sanjay Dutt, a very ordinary Arjun. This movie is about one criminal, trying to cross over. And typically he is a one-man army. He kills all and comes back alone.
And not everyone looks good with hair extensions. The one and only Anna, Rajni Anna can carry it off.
I'm also given to understand that the movie Tiger Nageshwar Rao is doing well in theatres. Really? Of course it is a movie with a mass hero at its helm. Raviteja. Again a one-man army, who kills 'em all to come back alone. He uses all kinds of arms for this bloody bath, but who cares. And the treatment of girls in the movie is abysmal. Assuming I want to only treat it as a film, still it is mass media and the women are treated like commodity by all and so what if romantic songs are sung after snatching, grabbing, rubbing, clutching.....
Just a day or two before that I watched Ram's Skanda. I am sure people are watching that too. There are two of them and both can magically help one another. One or several, they can kill 'em all andcome back alone. In this case as a duo. Cutely choreographed songs.
While watching a movie it is necessary for a willing suspension of disbelief. But in the above three films mentioned, the disbelief is out of the window. Directors need to check on the script. And even heroes, with their inflated egos, must pause and think. Probably not in the habit, but they must dwell upon their roles, the plot, the script and wonder if they are appealing to the public. And so what if you are No 1.
I would also like to know where they find these heinous, deliberately ugly, totally beefy, with crusted braided hair, wearing linen clothes-kind of villains. And they literally come by the truck loads. Do they eat special food and drinks to look so specifically ugly? And the beefier they are, the harder they fall.
Seriously if you like to be around a movie studio because you like films so much, the above is the way to go. You roar and come at the hero, you could get at least two minutes of screen time and then that sassy, good looking, chocolate boy, wearing a white linen shirt, with a slightly undone tie stands there, waves his fingers and this two tonner is thrown up in air, hits a transformer and makes sparks fly. You get paid for that, you know, plus all meals come free and you might get paid overtime to get more bruised by the hero's henchmen.
I love films. I watch them. I love films. And it is upsetting to know that these blighters are taking the audience for a big ride these days. Kaada kutti, periya poo maala pottu, they are making idiots of us.
Plots have become jaded, scripting has become a joke, except for one or two lines, which wakes up audiences, only to be drawn into the web of idiocy.
But the pull of the screen is too much. What to do