The last time I watched a Malaysian-made Tamil film,
I was a guest at the launch and the premiere. It took plenty of
diplomatic skill to
criticise
it while ensuring I sprinkle it with chocolate and nuts on it to
sweeten the overall read. The producer and director managed to
overlook the needle pricks.
This time, I voluntarily stepped into the theatre
(didn't buy popcorn, sugar issues, dammit) and was curious as to how
far the Malaysian Indian film scene has come since then.
Well, as expected, the film started slow and somewhat
confidently wiggled its way into the halftime, really sure that the
audience would still plant their butts on the seats. But what the
hell, the scenes were charming and, well, kept the few audience
members in the Rawang LFS cinema plant their butts on their
respective seats.
There's something about not overstaying the welcome
feel throughout the film. The story is very familiar if you have
watched the older Hollywood flicks like To Sir With Love or Dead
Poets Society, or the amalgamated copy, Nammavar, in Tamil. A teacher
comes to a school that needs some sort of rehabilitation. He does do
that, but not without challenges and resistance, and how he gets over
it would form the rest of the narrative.
This film follows the formula to the T, but the
difference is that, in doing so, it tackles many issues facing the
Tamil schools in the country and predicaments afflicting the
Malaysian Indians in general. The filmmaker tried his best to
skillfully blend many of these issues into the narration; some felt
very relevant, and some—somehow—felt like they were force-fed and
could have been left out.
But this is not to say the story went left field or
something. The characters, at least the main ones, do keep us
intrigued, with all the actors, from the lead, played by co-producer
Denes Kumar (well known among the Malaysian Indian content
followers), right down to the little ones, being good and adequate,
and even if at times the performances look amateur, you are involved
enough to dismiss any sign of weaknesses.
And this is also the first time I ever got emotional
watching a Malaysian flick (bar the earlier P. Ramlee features, but
that's another story)... it will hit you hard, that scene. I wish it
could be avoided, sort of something most lazy directors would resort
to in order to get the attention towards the climax—but I suppose
it is needed in this film.
I am also glad that the romance angle is not explored
too keenly, or it would have lost the focus. Neat, tidy script
(despite the lag in the beginning and some not-so-great comedy
materials), a not-too-rushed pacing, and, as mentioned, able
performances from all around make this a good viewing. The only issue
I had was the quality of the picture, which kind of switches now and
then from really good to grainy. Well, it was not bothering me.
If I were the great critic Roger Ebert, I would
definitely give it two and a half thumbs up...if such a thing is
possible.