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The most hard-hitting sensation you feel when you step out of the cinema hall after the movie is a queasy and disturbing feeling at the bottom of your tummy. Call it macabre fascination, call it reluctant appreciation for its stark canvas, call it a sadness.
For Arya, this is his biggest movie awaiting critical acclaim, finally seeing the light of day after 2+ years in the making. And for the work he has done for it, we wish him nothing but the very best.
Whatever the answer may be, Naan Kadavul is full of Bala’s signature style of movie-making – the combination of a deeply psychotic side of human nature, an inexplicable godliness in man, and even some mirth in the face of adversity. The flow of the movie is as weird as the concept and story, edited ably by Suresh Urs. The colours of the visuals, thanks to cinematographer Arthur Wilson, are as real as they can get. The music by Maestro Ilayaraja is typically melodious and melancholy. And the overall movie experience, unforgettable.