Adhu Vera Idhu Vera Review
Adhu Vera Idhu Vera is the kind of movie that cannot be classified. It is a masterpiece. One that seamlessly blends very bad comedy, spectacularly bad acting and some dialogues that you need to hear to believe. And, there is the tale of Gurusamy (actor Varshan) – a mafia-aspirant – that unfolds in parallel. He wants to become a don. But, proudly introduces himself as a ‘comedy piece’. He is weak where he should be strong, a coward, and seems like the kind of guy who got bullied at school. Sometimes, he is rescued by his girlfriend; mostly, he cannot save himself and gets arrested for a crime he did not commit. All this notwithstanding, director M Thilakarajan seems quite keen on filling the movie with puerile instances of ‘comedy’, a term we loosely use.
AVIV also has Imman Annachi, Ganja Karuppu and Singamuthu, who are made to go through sheer indignity in the name of humour. But it is actress Shakeela (yes, she’s a part of this) who suffers the most. She is made to spout the lamest of lines and even take a firm stand on morality and paththinithanmai, something the actress herself can’t seem to pull off with a straight face. Actress Sanyathara, on the other hand, is all things poise and beauty in her role as the daughter of an MP who falls for the hero. Her expression never changes and she looks upon everything with the kind of calm geniality you come to expect from someone who doesn’t understand what’s going on. So when faced with a boyfriend who may have committed murder, she smiles ever so slightly and by now, we are pretty sure that she doesn’t understand Tamil. Another endearing quirk of the heroine is that she needs sunglasses in abundance to get through life. There’s a glittery pink one for the introductory shot, black shades for the kuthu number, the silver ones for driving and finally, the weird blue ones for bad days. Because, it is alliterative like that.
Actor Varshan tries to match his love interest, both at costumes and acting. He seems exuberant onscreen and acts with overblown enthusiasm. His passion shows through and despite the lines he’s made to say, it’s hard not to like him. But the screenplay lets him down severely. He comes out of random toilets, hatches dumb plans of jail-breaking with his friends and is generally made to look like a fool.
The movie is slightly redeemed by Taj Noor’s songs – nice, foot tapping numbers, shot in picturesque locations. But, as soon as a lead character spouts some dialogue, all is lost.