As you watch the leading actors in 'The Last Supper' climb mountains and wade through muddy waters, you feel sorry for them. Because you realize that in a setup as gratuitous as the one they are in, no amount of toil would do them any good.
Pearly (Pearle Maaney), this young twentiyish girl with wiry hair has this weird idea of making a trip to Saathan Kunnu, past seven hills across Namakkal. She ropes in her best pals, Alby (Unni Mukundan) and Imran Khan (Anu Mohan) to join her on the trip, and off they speed away into the dense jungles, despite rumours that the place is haunted and that no one has made out of it alive.
Here is a story that we haven't heard of, and which we are unlikely to hear again in the near future. In fact, this is the kind of story that is expected to bring up those goose bumps on you, but which ultimately does not even make a goose jump.
The computer graphics that are used in the film literally serve the purpose of horror plainly on account of their patchiness. The wolf that howls, the spotted deer that scamper away, the bat attack and the cheetah on the treetop - all give me the creeps.
And then there are the liberally used wild life shots that almost make you reach for the remote, thinking you have walked into a National Geographic screening by accident. The wild elephants, the panthers, the multicolored frogs - they are all there in abundance, going about their business as usual, never making a connection with the three humans whose story is being told.
Thankfully, never do they come across any of these wild beasts in person. I wouldn't even dream of having to see more devastating graphics, and hence was eternally thankful when the crocodile misses Pearly's legs and the king cobra snaps at the tree trunk instead of Alby's hands.
The script of 'The Last Supper' goes meandering round and round, quite like its protagonists who seem to be clueless as to where they are headed. Being adventurous is one thing, and reckless and rash is another - clearly the chief characters in the film fall into the latter category.
And finally, arrives those twists in the plot that have almost become mandatory in situations as these. One follows another, till no space remains for further twists, and it all ends where it began. At Point Zero.
At the cost of letting out a spoiler, I have to state that Unni Mukundan's psychotic act is a total downer. There is an innocent charm to his face, that makes any evil that flows through look like a desperate, unconvincing act, and the verdict is that Unni does not, a persuasive baddie make. Anu Mohan comes up with a relatively more credible performance, while Pearle Maaney remains adequate.
The sole loaf of bread that is offered in this Last Supper, is some fine cinematography by Ajayan Vincent. There are two musical compositions which best serve as accompaniments to the bizarre story being narrated, and the last one in particular that appears when you almost expect the end credits to start rolling is a resilience test by all means.
The frights are nil; the build tedious and protracted, and the tale too unsound to be of any interest. Dire and unsettling, this last supper is entirely disappointing.