We saw two movies over the weekend. The Da Vinci Code is just another movie. I mean it’s not even worth spending time signing a petition for. Of course, if you’re rabidly anti-censorship like me, you might sign a petition. But really, don’t get your head in a twist over it. I personally think the movie is not even mildly offensive to anyone. I don’t think the book was exceptional either. It was poorly written and badly constructed. Yes, I did finish it in two days. But that doesn’t mean I thought the book was great.
The other movie we saw as this monstrosity called Thiruttu Payale in Tamizh. Apparently this movie is getting wonderful reviews. I have a feeling that an entire review mafia might be benefiting from this. It was such an awful movie, with such a bad plotline that I wanted to vomit on the entire cast. (This is a very violent reaction – but the movie deserves it.)
What also worries me is this twisted idea of love that Tamizh Cinema often has. The idea that a man who literally abuses a woman is doing it out of love is so warped that it gives me a sharp ache in the gut. Usually, you have some exceptional movies in Tamizh that balance the crap that the industry dishes out. I can even watch bad movies – but I just can’t watch painful ones. If a director wants to glorify blackmailing and abuse, it’s really the director’s call. But when a movie is this badly made, receives some decent review and turns out to be such utter rot – then that really gets me angry! Please DO NOT watch this movie unless you are planning to punish yourself for some grave sin you committed.