A film produced to bag awards. Tovino's acting reminded me of Ben Stiller's acting in Tropic Thunder as a captive. Seemed very comical. He doesn't have the skills and ability to emulate such character's for now. For him, it is better to continue doing his stereotyped character's. The film is not meant for entertainment, and it is based on a theme that has been tried over and over, it doesn't have the same impact anymore. I hope, no one sane would reward film-making such as this. The only positive thing that I can say is it's visual anachronism of the background where this story is depicted to be happening and due to how it is captured through framing the peculiarity of the filming locations, other than that nothing else. I believe films like this should only be screened in specific venues, and if the producer wants to make money through ads, it should be hyped up through the media using paid and mutual understanding marketing, and then streamed through YouTube by cutting it into segments. The audience for the film are cringe generating, fake artsy philosophers who may or may not be under the influence of substances and are seeking venting of their deteriorating bodies and situations, simply because of the remaining, pulsing, spirit in them. Certain direct to screen type content streaming platform productions have much life to it than this.
Review of Adrishya Jalakangal
