When Indian film makers make a movie about a rose, some overemphasize
the thorns, others exaggerate the beauty of the flower, and still others
try to send out a "message" by showing that beautiful flowers can grow
in thorny plants or that even a beautiful flower is surrounded by
thorns... as though the viewer cares. But then there are those that
don’t make too much of the thorn or highlight the flower more than its
fair share or try to send out an unasked-for message... they just
say a story of a flower that grew in a plant with thorns... after
watching such movies the audience don’t feel bad that their life isn't
as good as the rose, they don’t feel bad for some flowers that are
surrounded by thorns or take home a message that their life can be
better if they learn to appreciate the flower in their thorny lives or
strive to blossom despite the many thorns in their lives... they just
come out of the theater with a “that was a good story” feeling. And that
is the feeling that I want when I get out a theatre. Premam gave me
that. So did Neram, Soodhu Kavvum, Jigarthanda, and a few other recent
movies… Long live the “new wave” movie maker.
