'Ente Puthiya Number' starts off with one horror of a song that makes you want to grab the hand rests of your seat. You realize that it's not gonna be a fun ride for the next two hours, but keep your hopes up with the thought that not all things that started bad were as terrible as you had expected them to be.
The film is all about Reni John (Maharuf Usman), a good looking young man who hasn't yet found the love of his life. He is astonished by the way his roommate Praveen (Jayadev) has been having a gala time with women. Praveen thinks Reni's new friend Jacky (Kiran) is bad news, and time does prove his instincts to be right.
I was surprised to see two films on almost the same theme being released in the span of a couple of weeks. It had not been several days since I watched 'SIM', and here is another film that talks of almost the same thing.
Well, there is nothing wrong in two films dwelling on the very same theme, but the quality that is maintained throughout in 'Ente Puthiya Number' is nothing short of atrocious. There are few scenes in it that would make you wake up from your slumber.
Yeah, it's obsessed with mobile phones, just as its protagonists are, and there are any number of scenes in the first half that are exclusively dedicated to the wayward love life that Praveen leads. He barely has time to keep his hands off the phone, and is bombarded with calls from friends day and night.
Now what do I talk about the script that has a character named Jacky, with very obvious references to why he is called so. A frequent traveler in public transport buses, Jacky has earned the dubious nickname through his antics inside the moving bus.
It isn't enough that you have an idea that you think has enormous social relevance, because when you plan to make it into a film, there is also something called appeal that is so much important. That allure that I am talking about is nowhere visible in 'Ente Puthiya Number'.
The messages are all loud and clear, and it has so many of them to hand over to you, be it the use of mobile phones, lonely wives, increasing infidelity, flimsy relationships and what not. But not one of them leaves an impression in your mind.
You cannot really blame the fresh actors for the mess that they have landed in, and there is nothing much that they can do here, except let themselves move ahead with the flow. The acting is therefore pretty much fine, but the scenes are regressive.
We need to accept the fact that films without accountability will continue to be made, and that at least a few of us would get to see them on screen as well. And at the end of it all, you feel like screaming out, enough. Please.
(0.5 / 5) : Poor