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The power of ….

Sweat beads glistened on his forehead. His eyes, knitted in concentration, were staring at the wall. Though he was staring at a blank wall, a zillion thoughts ran through his mind. He was a busy man, he had a call to attend, an appointment to keep up, a flight to catch…Yet, he was immobilized by what had happened. His world was shattered. And all he could do was wait…wait an endless wait…wait until 10. Yes, he would wait until 10; something had to happen by then.

His eyes slowly moved to the clock on the wall. It was close to 10. The hands on the clock moved in rapid succession, yet time seemed to have come to a virtual stand still.

He shifted uncomfortably on his chair. The cushions had become moist and he was covered in sweat. He looked at the clock once again, this time the hands were nearing 10. The mystic number 10. The number that saved him from all the trials and tribulations. 10, the time he would be freed from the ordeal he faced everyday.

He waited…another ten seconds…five…three…one...and…

In a gust of activity, the fans started rotating, lights flickered on, and the computer started beeping. Yes! He had survived yet another day…His daily dose of power cut was over...

Sakkarakatti -movie review

What starts off on a very bad note ends equally dreadfully in 'Sakkarakatti', one of the lamest movies ever made.

The story line is as hackneyed as ever. Boy meets girl 1. Girl 2 meets boy. Boy and Girl 1 fall in love. Girl 2 pines for boy. Girl 1 fights with boy. Girl 2 is still pining. Girl 1 and boy make up and become friends. Girl 2 never stops pining. Climax Scene: Girl 1 and boy hug. Girl 2 starts positively bawling. This weather beaten, time tested formula never seems to go out of fashion in the Tamil film industry.

The hero wears branded shirts, drives the latest bike, and talks in English with his mom and dad even when he is at home with no girls around to impress. He also has a fake accent that gets on your nerves after a while. Ok...this is a note to everybody who wants to sound cool in a put-on American accent. Never say ‘SHAAAIIYT’ when you just want to say ‘SHIT’. It sounds completely gross and totally un-American… ‘SHIT’ is just ‘SHIT’!!! Incidentally the hero says it to the heroine just before the interval and it pretty much sums up how the rest of the movie is gonna be.

Since when did colleges start allowing bikini clad lasses inside classes? The two heroines can only think of make up, designer dresses and the hero throughout the movie. They also speak Tamil like they have gum stuck on the inside of their mouths. Eye sores!!!

Songs are the only highlight of the movie. The ‘Taxi Taxi’ song deserves special mention. A.R Rehman has definitely delivered his best. Then again, the visualization is terrible. The beauty of the songs is lost in slip shod visual sequences. The amateurish animations, sloppy characters flying up and down and jazzed up graphics spoil the music.

The hero definitely has to learn to look more romantic. He gapes at the heroine. There is this particular scene where he gives the heroine a love-bite. This supposedly steamy scene (!) looks like he is about to gorge down a two-week supply of rations from a godown. You can actually count the number of teeth he has.

One lesson I learnt from the movie was, if you pass snide remarks at a guy trying to be nice to you, he will immediately fall in love with you. Further, if you point at things even remotely cuddly or furry and go ‘cho chweet’, all guys fall in love with you. (Hmm…well that explains why I have been single all this while).

So, please go watch this movie. If not for anything, it would definitely instill a fear within you next time you book tickets for a movie.