The cast looks promising and I have always followed Indrajith/Murali Gopi's movies because they tend to convey a message. While this movie does convey multiple messages, only they are garbled and stricken with ambiguity by the time they reach the audience.
Starting with long introductions of numerous (some useless) characters, the film finally kicks off at the 40th minute with three naughty husbands who plan to have some kinky fun (which they cannot do with their wives) with a call girl. And even after starting, the plot constantly moves to other sequences, telling multiple stories which tend to climax at one point. Adultery has never been showcased in such a lousy manner before. Not to mention, it has terrible direction, BG score and cast performance.
The characters find themselves at places which are not explained till the end. And with such an inconclusive climax, I really started questioning the intentions of the makers: why suggest the recent fad amongst married men to indulge in oral/kinky sex (or BDSM for that matter) with Attukal Pongala as the backdrop? Why mix religion with porn? Why talk about gluttony and exclusive Mallu antics in a single frame? What's the point?
Then there are some huge references to great movies like Pulp Fiction. Sway dancing or salsa or whatever the hell you call that dance between Indrajith & Mythili nicely points out the makers' inclination to western culture which it fails miserably enacting/borrowing. There are heavy references which are strictly for adults like condoms, erection, women's ass; they also have porn playing on TV. Incredible! I did not understand a thing what the movie meant, let alone the double meaning behind the title.
The makers believe that crossing the line will get them David Lynch kinda fame. But, I will prefer US' any of the 60s/s0s teen sex comedies than this claptrap.
BOTTOM LINE: Was it about molestation on women, human nature's various ways, religion, porn, vanity, globalization, infertility, corporate sex, divine power, gluttony, death or simply an itch in the director's derrière? I won't figure that out, neither will you. Not Recommended! Let it dissolve in its own vomit.
Can be watched with a typical Indian family? Of course, NOT.
