Usually, I am interested in those stuffs, but hey, the snooze-fest had started and I don't like to be disturbed in my sleep. I felt no pity for the primary characters nor did I care if Josutty put his P in a V. Exotic Kiwi locales may enthrall you, but a twist, which we were assured that it won't have, plays against the whole drama as we see the story slip into melodrama and high dosage of ridiculousness. It pokes fun at the insanity of marriage functions, debunks the popular claim that one can see Sri Lanka from Kerala, and uses cultural references to spew humor. But, still, adding a comedy skit-like sequence in the middle of a drama shows how ill-prepared the writers were. However, there are minute details which, if picked up, can boost one's ability to appreciate the writing. The direction could have been more intrusive the characters seems like they improvised a lot, which is not always a good thing. Mr Joseph should know that his unschooled protagonist fails at playing life this time because maybe education is after all important. Humor is a relief, but relying on puns and slapstick is not artistic anymore. My 3-year old niece does better make-up, but she's not as funny as some of the characters in the film. Nevertheless, the way the film is executed using cliché, is what sabotages the whole shindig. Conveying this specific point, mostly to Malayalis who are obsessed with Gulf, is the only thing the film achieves during its 57 hours of running time. How living far away from the people close to you can be the source of pain, and by the time you realize what you're missing, it's too late. The film primarily talks about how detachment affects people's lives. Characters are introduced nicely, but all we want to focus about is Josutty getting lucky with any one of the eligible characters. Songs are thrown at you like Hussain used to throw paint at his canvases. Why don't people just hire Jomon T John? If the draggy start doesn't put you to sleep, the never-ending second act definitely will.
Believe me, the cinematography is so bad, it might give you epilepsy. Shaky, robotic shots, weird close-ups, more focus on the locations than the characters, and plain restlessness. Before I talk more about anything else, I want to inform you that throughout the film the only thing I wondered was if the camera was being handled by an infant. However, his beggarly background poses a threat, and then ironically and manipulatively, he marries a money machine and flies to New Zealand hoping to make babies.
Brought up in a poor, lousy environment, all that Josutty wants from life is to marry his childhood sweetheart (Narayanankutty) and get laid. He comes from a poor family whose head talks like he is Aristotle. After a gymnastic performance by the cameraman through the valleys of high-range Kattappana, the story about a 6th grade failure named Josutty (Dileep) begins. Let this be a lesson for people who expect astronomy from a man who just got lucky with his magnum opus.
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