It was a murky Saturday afternoon and I joblessly ventured into watching a 'great' movie on SUN TV starring the little superstar, "Simbhu". I affectionately prefer calling him "Sombhu" for very obvious reasons. The movie was called "Kaadhal Azhivadhillai"(Love can never be destroyed). That is a misnomer I am sure for one's love for movies does get destroyed on watching this particular reel.
Very fortunately, I only happened to watch the movie after the first half. Dialogues were studded with the least poetic sense and each of it was delivered with the same intensity and expression characteristic of a person suffering from sudden onset of profuse watery stool filled with blood and mucus. Each dialogue had a generous helping of the word 'love' and was punctuated with related words like 'heart', ' death', 'life' etc. The rhyme theme was hilarity personified. It was as if someone had made a list of rhyming words and added four words before each to make a poem. Vomitting could have been a better experience.Whenever Simbhu walked, the background music went like this - "Simbhu! He's the best". The foreground had a fight where Simbhu would floor more than a hundred people who would come rushing at him and elegantly offer their chest for Simbhu to plant his foot and send them flying over well arranged vegetable handcarts and jewellery shops.
Anyway, watching the movie is a nonpareil experience. Please do so. And that should be enough inspiration for blog debutants and people planning suicide. Lovers excuse!
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