'Musafir', has been shot in Dubai, UK, Scotland and Thailand, and regrettably that's all there to the film. All the foreign locales and all the flying seem to hold no purpose whatsoever, as the film is a huge turkey right from the word 'Go'.
Anupama (Mamta Mohandas) is a singer, dancer and a business magnate to boot, and has a tendency to take budding talents under her wings. One such talent that she takes a special interest in, though a bit too big to be under her wings, is Humayun (Rahman), an incredibly gifted singer who dreams of composing a symphony some day.
Humayun and Anupama are drawn a bit closer to each other than they imagine, and when she finally corners him and demands that they get married, he states that he needs to seek Musafir's permission, before walking away along the long stretch of sands on a Dubai beach. And we are as much perplexed as Anupama as to who Musafir is!
It's another downer from directors Pramod and Pappan, though this time around the script disappoints us big time, and plays a big role in their downfall. Babu Janardhan's screenplay has loopholes big enough for a space ship to fall through, and does not succeed in holding your interest for more than a couple of minutes together.
Humayun is one awesome character, now that I think about him, and besides making Divya Unni dance to his tunes in a fusion assemblage, he also has the remarkable skill to swerve cars out of parking mess ups. Not forgetting to mention that he is a daredevil bike racer, car chaser and what not.
It doesn't require a genius to work out who Musafir is going to be, and knowing what is at stake, we don't really care about what is going to happen, being bored to the core. 'Musafir' is thus uninvolving and there is nothing in it that would draw you to the crux of its action.
Charity is something that is fast turning out to be a film maker's trump card, and when the climax of 'Musafir' in an attempt to glorify its hero, turns its camera towards the golden heart that he hides inside his jacket, we can only sigh. The action, that you expect in a film as this, is of the high voltage category, and frankly there is nothing much to go gaga about in this department either.
I have always liked Rahman the actor, and he doesn't disappoint in 'Musafir' either. He looks good and delivers the goods as well, but I simply wish he did all this in another film that was worthy of his efforts. Mamta is as impressive as ever, but goes through the same turmoil as Rahman does. And of course, it was wonderful seeing Cochin Haneefa on screen again.
It's all easy on the eyes of course, and as is the case with almost all Pramod Pappan films, visually 'Musafir' does not let you down. The songs are easy on the ears as well, though I'm not sure how flawlessly they have been lodged into the narrative.
To be fair to 'Musafir', all the years that it has taken to make it to the screens do not really show. But that simply isn't enough, and the story of the lone traveler, is plainly a big yawn.