Director: N Lingusamy
Cast: Suriya, Samantha Ruth Prabhu, Manoj Bajpayee, Vidyut Jammwal, Soori, Dilip Tahil, Brahmanandam, Asif Basra and Murali Sharma
If director Lingusamy must understand that clichéd formulas like gangster dramas have limited appeal, actor Suriya must also realise that it about time he quit playing Superman and got down to earthy roles. Undoubtedly, Lingusamy has written Anjaan for Suriya, but whose portrayal of a Mumbai don, Raju Bhai, got me – despite the never-ending series of choreographed fights – yawning much before half the film of 170 minutes was through.
Yuvan Shankar Raja’s music or Santosh Sivan’s cinematography or Samantha’s seductive charm does little to banish the melodramatic boredom that Anjaan pushes us into. And an exceptionally fine actor like Manoj Bajpayee is reduced to looking like a clown (add bad lip-sync to this), while an equally epitome of talent, Chitrangada Singh, has to do a cabaret number.
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The whiff of relief, like a oasis in parched aridness, comes from Suriya when he in a double role, essays Raju’s bespectacled brother, Krishna. Sober and subdued – a huge contrast to an otherwise boxing-kicking-knifing-shooting Raju. Quite a disappointment in this avatar.
Raju breathes revenge when his best pal and comrade in crime, Chandru (Vidyut Jammwal), is murdered most savagely by Imran Bhai (Bajpayee), and the rest of the movie plots a chess-like game in which the predator stalks the prey – first vanquishing the minions who surround the kingpin.
Samantha’s Jeeva provides the romantic frill – getting into skimpies and sizzling in exotic locales. Never mind, she is the daughter of Mumbai’s top cop; the man seems to have given up the battle to tame his runaway daughter. If there is hardly any chemistry between Samantha and Suriya, there is little else on offer from her. She turns out to be a piece of decoration – like women are in most of bang-bang adventures.
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The host of Mumbai actors lisping Tamil is the oddest element in the movie. Surely Lingusamy could have found local artists. And maybe a more imaginative script for Suriya – like that of Kaaka Kaaka or Pithamagan could have saved the day.
What appalled me even more was the U certificate for Anjaan – despite the savage butchery and vulgarity. Also, some of Samantha’s numbers were just awful.