Nannbenda review: Puerile plot and jaded jokes ruin the show
Honestly, Nannbenda is a 151-minute of sheer boredom, liberally peppered with juvenile jokes and intolerably silly situations.movie reviews Updated: Apr 03, 2015 12:44 IST
Cast: Udhayanidhi Stalin, Nayanthara, Santhanam
The Jagadish-helmed Nannbenda is an opportunity frittered away on inanity and blatantly sexist profanity. Imagine this scene when Nayanthara's Ramya stands outside a liquor shop wondering how to make her way to the counter through a sea of humanity, when Sathya (played by Udhayanidhi Stalin) lands there and quips: Why are women trying to drink alcohol like men instead of watching television serials! Wonder why the female brigade is mum in a state where cinema has become the most sought-after whipping boy!
And with Santhanam essaying Sivakozhundhu, Sathya's comrade-in-arms, a bond that even pushes him to mark time in jail, if only to keep his friend company (a part the Tamil comedian has done to death) Nannbenda begins to totter.
But why does Sathya get behind bars? Ah, only to equalise the score with his love-at-first-sight Ramya, who accidentally kills a pet dog and is incarcerated. "I am an accused (not a convict?) who was in prison," she tells him, and he promptly cooks up a situation to be a jail bird as well.This is the tale, touted as a comedy, which depends a hell of a lot on Santhanam to be wheeled around. But he looks positively jaded and, come on, tired of mouthing the same lines over and over again -- the delivery and deadpan look often reminding one of comedian Thangavelu. There was something very British about this guy, and he knew how to shoot those punch lines with remarkable restraint. Santhanam has been copying Thangavelu, but then it is not easy, and we all know that.
A still from Nanbenda
Stalin appears a trifle more relaxed that in his earlier films, but then you give him an utterly dumb part to play, it would be unfair to judge the actor with any modicum of rationality. Nayanthara does not really impress as a bank executive running away from the shadow of a murder, well, the murder of a dog. Big deal, any youngster today would quip. But then Jagadish's story hinges on this, making a mountain out of a molehill, to use a cliche. But when the mountain develops cracks, the plot begins to crumble.
Honestly, Nannbenda is a 151-minute of sheer boredom, liberally peppered with juvenile jokes and intolerably silly situations.