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Two ends of the Invisible spectrum

If 'Airlift' slapped up the rear side of bureaucracy on your face and made you realise how fragile the power plays are and how subtly you can become a refugee in a far off land, 'Visaranai' throws light on the other side of the invisible spectrum that easily misses the radar- your inalienable rights as a fellow citizen can go for a complete tailspin in a democracy.A system can become a term that resonates with such surrealistic singularity that rears its scapegoats of their identity and treats them as non-existent entities.
The movie intrigued me to read Mr. auto Chandran's 'Lockup'. From the word go, the amount of effort that has gone into adapting the book into a screenplay is starkly evident. Immediately after getting national recognition people sometimes get carried away and declare themselves as trendsetters, take to blasphemy easily and hog the limelight in all diplomatically dictorial ways possible.Kudos to Vetrimaran and team. Something that movie aspirants can earmark him for.Unlike Airlift you ll never find a scene where you sense goofing up of facts or an iota of dramatisation.
It is one thing that films like Visaranai or Irudhichutru have risen the bars for Tamil films and they deserve all the international recognition. But what is heartening to see is the conviction with which the commercially successful hero turned producers and proven directors bet their money on such offbeat movies in a way of ploughing back instead of investing it somewhere else. Thereby providing the much-needed breathing space for actors like Dinesh to nurture and earn their identity. And once again Samudrakani has been cast in a role that epitomises the strained emotions of a common man. One can see the Tamil film industry evolving into a galaxy of many distinct constellations instead of a few bright stars. Touchwood Kollywood!

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