Nadodi Mannan Malayalam Movie Review

Feature Film
Painfully shallow and miserably dry, 'Nadodi Mannan' is crummy on multiple levels.
Oct 22, 2013 By Veeyen

The moment the former ruler of a city makes an appeal to none other than Lord Padmananbhan to rescue its dwellers from the clutches of an evil man who has been wreaking havoc on their lives, you realize that it's bad news. After all, it should be bad news in a film that has a hero who has been named Padmanabhan (Dileep).

Padmanabhan of the human kind is in the HR industry, in that he helps run rallies by supplying manpower to them. Fate has strange plans for men, without doubt, or at least that is what script writer Krishna Poojappura seems to be trying to say. Before you know it, Padmanabhan is made the Mayor of the city.

Viji Thampy's 'Nadodi Mannan' very quickly adds itself to the list of Dileep films that could very well be watched on DVD, and that too, if you are extremely insistent. These supposedly funny films that have become a pain thankfully follow a very specific format, that allows you to even have a quick nap in between.

What is surprising is that 'Nadodi Mannan' is not much of a comedy either. Attempts are made to discuss some real social issues too (I) and together, the effects are nothing short of catastrophic. Social criticism and comedy does not gel that well, you see.

Forget the fact that is not a single joke in it that is worth laughing over and over again, and I was trying too hard to find another reason that would justify my sitting through the full length of this utter nonsense. In fact, if you list out those causes for which you expect this film to fail, it will very precisely prove that you have got a point.

Now there might be this question as to what one would expect from a film like this. I really am not on the lookout for answers to earth shaking philosophical questions here, but I would look for something more than mere repetitive fare that is shoved down your throat in the name of entertainment.

There are any number of questions that you are left with, at the end of the movie. You keep asking yourself again, why on earth Dileep lets himself be a part of shabby films as these, and why almost all his films have started looking like carbon copies of one another, save for his looks and the character.

There is also this question as to how film makers could still hope to bank in on such long outdated concepts, and hope to leave the viewers impressed by this diatribe. Too many issues and too many characters crammed together in an elastic plot that threatens to snap any moment, add to the film's trouble.

There are heroines all over the place - plenty of them, in fact - but not one serves much of a purpose. They are mere appendages to the single man show that Dileep is busy putting up on screen, which he does without much of a trouble.

But why am I even talking of acting in a film like 'Nadodi Mannan' that makes no secret of the fact that its intention is to be intolerably silly. Painfully shallow and miserably dry, 'Nadodi Mannan' is crummy on multiple levels.