KABALI - Why our icons agree to do the same things again and again so irresponsibly resulting in such a huge disappointment? (Review By Bobby Sing)

Hi Sir,
I have been waiting to see the other side of you (who is long gone from this blog) as you mentioned few weeks back but still no luck :(
Anyways I really doubt you had some other expectations before watching a typical south Indian masala flick.. boss or whoever may it be.. it\'s better to re-read the jokes than waisting time watching such movies..

It\'s our bad luck that only such trash gets dubbed in hindi whereas the rare regional gems are not even released with subtitles...

I was waiting for your view on this one. appended below is what I wrote out of frustration the same evening getting back after the movie.

Today I spent a good amount, time and patience earned hard over the years, so I think its my right to have some entertainment out of this event called KABALI hence this effort.

The movie starts on a promising note, building up much expected hype around the entry of Thalaiva! Which were my only exciting moments. The grand entry however was lost amidst lots of unwanted background stories and mediocrity of sequences. Building up his legacy takes more than expected time and fails to achieve the impact. It becomes difficult to believe his full-hardy gate crash into enemy pad without much support and a glaring lack of objective. The virtual narrative runs simultaneously relegating actual Kabali into sidewalks. Taking this cue from the writer seriously, Kabali detracts frequently, at times preaching about birds freedom and similar diversions unrelated to current situation (I hoped to have flown away with that bird in the scene). The build up somehow ends by half an hour into the movie testing resilience of sincere audience and stretching imagination of the expecting ones!

The characters woven around kabali seem confused about the director\'s intent, showing proper allegiance at times and getting caught in their \'flashback\' life. One can\'t gather from the first working lunch, whether the gang actually sold drugs and competed with rivals or sold drugs and partnered with them. It takes time to realise that the director did not want them to sell drugs at all as per script! Maybe the dialogue wallah was not privy to this situation. Lots of such loosely written scenes expose the weak writing itself. Indulgence into the charity organisation by Kabali is unnecessary to say the least. The characters presented there, are over the top and missing the company policy: to LOVE or HATE Kabali? Incidentally one of the addicts there, calls him Papa (it looked like a casual misspell rather than an ardent desire to father him). It is not even half worthy to have compelled Kabali\'s Jazzbaat ! The other one becoming his bodyguard and pushing people around to make way confuses kabali himself on how to react. I expected an interjection of a mild caution (generally shown to be done for mass appeal and by good natured heroes) as is the trend in good vs bad movies. However, it appeared that the behaviour was well taken by kabali contradicting his legacy!!

Kabali himself seemed to be more worried about his attire than the larger objective. No, not the onscreen appearance but the scenes written to justify his suit n boot. It becomes repetitive and lacks depth. So much so that, at a supposedly high tension drama involving life or death situation Kabali gets preachy about who should wear suits and how it should not be dictated by others and other miscellaneous crap. At one moment it felt as if the movie was produced out of chit funds collected from oppressed indian workers in malaysia nursing a dream of wearing designer suits (Far-From-Real coz such workers must be a figment of his imagination, looking at their onscreen depiction by the director). Well, the emergence of daughter is where I lost it partially: it was not a surprise shock but an awful one indeed. I missed the second death blow : his wife resurfacing ! Thanks to my little ones who rescued me out for half an hour of fresh air!

The action segment lacked imagination/ innovation generally owed to and worthily commanded by Rajini. The ease at which he moves in and out of enemy bastions goes to the extent of being funny, supplemented by unexplained lack of firepower by his enemy. Timely injected Humour is a good carrier I agree but the scenes border on being a comic movie write-up. It looked like the writer-director had taken all of it on a lighter note ¡V literally. His indulgence in Rajini is well understood, but it does not offer sole support as expected. The climax build-up getting all on board and pulling up a potentially volatile cocktail gets punctured by the seamless entry n exit of kabali¡¦s family at the venue. They virtually go unnoticed by the rivals (actually insulting them by ignoring their importance to larger than life kabali). The penultimate action scene is weaker than ever before¡K wherein Kabali¡¦s main detractor, an intelligent (supposedly) Tony lee chooses a pool table cue stick to beat up a muscular Kabali bodyguard. Humour again

I did go with lots of expectations like many others only to witness Mr P. Ranjith: the director projecting something which looks like a fortnight worth of random shoots, featuring humorous moments and jumbled up dialogues missing the points in totality. Thalaiva carries it well where demanded. Unfortunately even the demand seems to have fallen short; making kabali the movie look like a run-of-the-mill tamil to hindi dubbed noon setmax movie.

What a waste of a great star Rajini and TEF (time-effort-money) of poor audience like us !!!
Should I add an advice of AVOID after this?