Saturday, 3 May 2008

Kuruvi Movie Review







Kuruvi Movie Review

Kuruvi (n) is one of the more common bird species. That's a normal
definition. Alternatively, a kuruvi is also a courier who trundles
across innocuous products from one country to another. The exact
specifications of these transfers remain dubious but it's an easy way
of making some loot.

After blockbusters like Dhil, Dhool and Ghilli, director Dharani is
back again with Kuruvi, produced by Udhayanidhi Stalin's Red Giant
Movies, and starring hit-pair Vijay and Trisha [Images]. What with the
hype and hoopla surrounding the stars and its proven formula director,
Kuruvi arrived with massive expectations, evidenced by the upbeat
crowds at the theatre, and screeching fans that did an ecstatic jig
the moment the titles appeared on the silver screen.

The first few moments do nothing to dispel that notion. Opening in
Cudappah, Andhra Pradesh, amidst arid, rocky lands, villains Konda
Reddy (Ashish Vidhyarthi) and Gocha (Suman) make explosive entrances,
the spit practically flying off their mouths. As hapless people are
forced to slave under the merciless goons in their quarry, Singamuthu
(Manivannan, who appears just for a few moments) swears that his son
will appear to free them all and take them to a golden future. No
prizes for guessing who the saviour is -- or even how the story is
going to unfold.

Having said that, here are a few points to watch out in this mass entertainer:

1. The whole Kuruvi concept is a pretty new one, not unlike the basic
premise for Azhagiya Thamizh Magan and the first hour is fairly
enjoyable, with Vetrivel (Ilaya Thalapathi Vijay) and his best mate
Vivek journeying as couriers on the way to Malaysia, trying to get the
money to rescue their own home (Why said home is built like a
construction site is a question best left unanswered.). But there the
kuruvi set-up comes to an abrupt end.

2. Yes, Vetrivel shoots out of man-holes, drives racing cars without
the slightest training or know-how, and also effortlessly becomes a
kuruvi. As well, in typical 80s fashion, he flies through hundreds of
bullets, escapes vehicles, jumps thousands of feet on moving trains,
bashes up hundreds of men and manages to get hold of a lover as well
-- Devi (Trisha), who naturally falls for his Mask of Zorro get-up.

3. If you expected Dharani to come out with mind-games like in his
previous movies, forget it. This little pigeon is built like Bruce
Lee, and flexes his muscle every other moment, wearing designer shoes.
Aside from a couple of situations where Vel escapes identification
from Gocha and outwits the local goons, there's not much of brilliant
brain-power. And the scene where Konda Reddy wants to open Gocha's
lap-top looks a straight lift from a similar situation in Ghilli.

4. Vijay is a delight to watch even when he's hamming it to the hilt;
you only wish he'd been given more comedy situations, as he obviously
has a flair for it. You also wish he'd been given some scope for
acting. Trisha is tanned and slim, wears tiny outfits and designer
saris, which is all that is required of her. That little tyke Kutty
looks cute. Ilavarasu acts his part perfectly. Saranya looks authentic
even when she's pleading for Trisha's life, while the villains all
yell uniformly well. But why does Ashish Vidhyarthi try so desperately
to emulate Prakashraj?

5. Babusivan's dialogues are loud, frothy and tear up your ear-drums.
The Telugu additions sound authentic, though. Vivek disappears after
the first half. The stunt sequences are truly a joy to behold, as Vel
dreams up newer and newer ways and weapons to beat up the bad guys.

6. Art Director Maniraj has gone all out, particularly for the song
sequences; the sets are colourful, lavish and expensive. Vidhyasagar's
music suits the movie perfectly � blaring out when necessary, and with
thumping songs. Palaanathu� and Mozha Mozhannu � make a mark. Kuruvi's
got everything to appeal to Vijay fans -- but Dharani the director is
lost in this melee of fist-fights and elementary comedy.











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