Mad Love

Mad Love

Ramu and Raveena in ‘Mad Love’.

Lucky, the dog, indeed has the luckiest role in the entire film. Appearing on the screen thrice, Lucky charms an audience tired of tearing hair and gnashing teeth in frustration.

With the producer-hero determined to extract as much fun as his investment allows him to, and a heroine content to show her Colgate-Gel teeth, the viewer is abandoned to a futile search of a story.

Lack of common sense is glaring in the supposed comedy track.

A different sort of greed takes over inexperience, souring an already pungent offering.
It is actors like Padmavasanthi and Pramila Joshai who hold up the scenes while Rangashree Rangaswamy is made to growl unnecessarily. It is a painful task to speak of others.

Anand’s camerawork is the unlikely hero here, lighting up appropriately for the most part. L N Goochi’s music is loud and goofy, to say the least.

A television soap would have had better structure. ‘Mad Love’ will cure people of love towards cinema.