Tharkuri

With a little more complexity in screenplay and some wit in dialogue, Vijay Sethupathi and Taapsee Pannu’s horror comedy could have been an absolute feast.

Thalaivi exaggerates events for dramatic effect so much so that if we made two-three more biopics like this, we would end up giving Jayalalithaa sainthood.

Laabam is mired by tiresome public speeches, awkward fights, dance numbers and television debates, none of which add any value to the story.

Chimbu Devan’s biggest success in Kasada Tabara is the people with who he populates his film. We understand his world, even feel like we belong in it.

All said and screamed, Boomika is a tepid film, which invokes neither fear nor feeling. We’re neither left with the satisfaction of being scared to our bone, nor do we leave purposefully towards being more sustainable.

The best part of Netrikann was how Nayanthara as Durga never loses her vulnerability. Every time there is a ‘mass’ moment for Nayanthara, it’s quickly followed by a grounding event for Durga.

The only thing going for Thittam Irandu is that it holds up the suspense until the final reveal. The final reveal, however, is a monstrous disappointment.

Pa Ranjith straddles his roles as a storyteller and an anthropologist with precision. This film certainly packs a punch.

Vaazhl falls especially flat when it suddenly takes itself seriously in the second half

The film cannot make up its mind between being an empathetic story about xenophobia or a mass gangsta film about a borderline psychopath.