Let me first share what I really liked about this movie.
The central character and actor is a woman. Amala Paul
does very well. She is totally de-glam and that adds to the simplicity of her
role. Yuvasri, as her daughter, has put up a fantastic performance. Quite a
natural. Samuthirakani as the headmaster and Math teacher has also done his
role well. Liked the concept of dreaming big. Very few movies these days make you
shed a tear! This one did in copious amounts. I thought only I gave in and
wept. But I was happy to note that was not the case 😊 The
background score was good. But...
Was the music by Ilayaraja? Songs did not seem like The
Maestro's! Revathi is old and that shows and it hurts. Have loved many of her
yesteryear movies. But in this she had little scope and she has done little
justice to that. It didn't impress. Some of the dialogues did not glorify the
story teller or the script writer or the director. It is very mean to talk low
of the blue collar jobs. Just in India this can happen. What is wrong in being
a driver or a domestic help or a peon? And who says women are weak in Maths?
Nonsense! And which school admits mothers as students?
These let-downs hurt. But the movie itself, from
an acting and performance perspective, touched!
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