I’m not saying you cannot find a place for these sentiments in a mass-hero movie, but the film ends up schizophrenic trying to balance them with the more macho stuff the actor’s fans want. So after all those tears, we end up with the hero as the ghost who walks, a phantom who appears out of nowhere to dole out justice. Someone like Netaji, we’re told, whose death remains unverified and who could be doing the kind of villain-dispatching the hero does here. In Kollywood, it’s just a little leap from INA to WTH.
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