Review: 7aam Arivu Oct29

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Review: 7aam Arivu

The big ques­tion? Should you watch 7aam Arivu in the­atres? Yes, and depends. A def­i­nite ‘Yes’, for the visu­als and the aes­thet­ics of Muru­gadas and Ravi K Chan­dran. It HAS to be a big screen. Depends, for the story. If you love your movie to make you feel smarter (even with some fake sci­ence and mis-placed jin­go­ism), you will be OK. The way these things have been pre­sented is impres­sive. If that does not sound right, please wait for the DVD.

Muru­gadas weaves quiet an inter­est­ing tale around the leg­end of Bod­hid­har­man and uses it to imag­ine a Chi­nese con­spir­acy to bring down India. How a Terminator-like body-hijacking bad­die from China gets to ‘The One’ (a la Neo from The Matrix) who must real­ize who he is, in time, takes us to through the rest of the Movie. It is this part that could win you over or lose you completely.

While Surya (grace­ful & apt) and Sruthi (gor­geous & believ­able) are amaz­ing, the com­plete lack of Chem­istry between them is a big let down (a love song and a pathos song within 30 mins of screen time?). So too are Mur­ga­doss’ preachy bits. Muru­ga­doss goes bal­lis­tic about how we ill-treat Tamil (dream sequence in Thai­land, OK?) and how we regard ’ ancient Tamil Sci­ence’ (a 1600-old Tamil man­ual on Genetic re-engineering still needs Ger­man Tech­nol­ogy?) as a mere super­sti­tion. Har­ris Jayaraj doesn’t help much either.