Excuse me, Mr. Kandaswamy...

...you suck. Period. No two ways about it. Batmanish vigilante superhero, whose day job as a CBI officer. Plot stirs some interest in you. When the movie , the interest evaporates. Right from the first frame.

I have no idea why Vikram chose such a movie. More specifically, why such a Director. The man is absolutely devoid of ideas. There is nothing in the movie that excite the cerebral audience or the front benchers. Tamil cinema is often accused of catering too much to the front gallery, but if this movie did even that, it would have been tolerable.

You get a sense of Deja Vu when the movie starts. A priest advising a troubled woman to right a letter to Lord Kandaswamy to help her. She does as advised and gets a packet of money the next day morning. Being the good samaritan she leaves it at the Police Station. Needless to say, the Inspector pockets it for himself. Since this looked like a job for a superhero, Vikram makes his entry. Dressed as some sort of Cock Man descending from the roof. Anniyan reloaded? Your fears are soon dispelled, he starts strutting around and making 'cocky' noises. Your reaction? What the fuck!

Then the plot plods on to show how the human Kandaswamy in his day job busts all the rich dudes with black money. Ashish Vidyarthi is one of the villains. He does a decent job but doesnt get to do much. Shriya is his scheming serpant of a daughter who eventually falls in love with Kandaswamy. She looked gorgeous with her short hair and all. So I will spare her the rod. If I get a chance may be not! Plot plods on and on in a boring meandering way. We learn that Kandaswamy is not alone. He has a big set of friends who setup the ambushes and help him categorise requests and give out money packets.

Then Kandaswamy goes to Mexico with Shriya. Mexico locales have been wasted, thanks to the Director devoid of any imagination. Mexico deserves its own paragraph since we witness the worlds dumbest bunch of thugs. Kandaswamy is tied up and blindfolded. There are 8-9 dudes around him with guns! Still they manage to lose, thanks to some "breathtaking" action and with a little (very little!) help of a friend plus the fact they decide to kill him with bare hands! You lose faith in humanity and decide to commit suicide.

The fact that I didn't can be attributed to some skin show by Shriya and the item dance towards the climax by Mumaith.

All in all a monumental waste of your time. Cuntswamy would be the apt name of the movie. The movie mercilessly saunters on for a cool 3.5 hours. Music is terrible and there are zero hummable songs. At Rs 170 a ticket, a monumental blunder by the six of us. Should have spent the money at some pub where we could have the seen the same amount of skin as in the movie.

Thrilling part of the night? Six of us cramped in an auto travelling nearly 10 KM at 1 AM!

Verdict: 3/10. Just for the skin and some cool camera work. Avoid at all costs. Not worth watching even on DVD. Just watch the trailer if you are really curious!