Cheliya Cheliya Chirukopama Review

Cheliya Cheliya Chirukopama sees a host of people making their debut - the hero Nivas, the heroine Shikha Sinha and the director Sai Shyam. As a token of our encouragement, we'll have the award-giving ceremony first, after which we shall dispense of with the technicalities.

Award For Consistent Performance: Nivas, the hero of the film, for managing to make do for the entire movie with just one expression (we magnanimously ignore a couple of minor variations where he sprains his facial muscles).

Award For Mass-Management: Heroine Shikha Sinha, for managing to execute Kuchipudi steps (as claimed) without damaging the sets.

Award For Multi-Tasking: Tanikella Bharani, for managing to execute intricate dance steps in tune with a "Maisamma" hear-alike number while puffing away at his "sutta" and simultaneously marring his career with appearances like this.

Award For Patience And Perseverance: The audience, for sitting through all that.

Now for the technical niceties that make reviews. First, the storyline. Boy meets friends, song sequence with five guys on five bikes (pretty extravagant for the budget this movie seems to have). Gang gets results - all pass in first class, another dance sequence. Boy's brother-in-law interrupts them, congratulates them, and dance continues. Well, considering that the final purpose of these sequences was to dance, I must say the objective failed.

Next: heroine introduced - rather, her dupatta is introduced, and as an after-thought she too enters the scene. Dupatta meets hero, hero is enchanted by dupatta, and finally notices heroine too. Love at first sight (refer all dupatta-related scenes in previous movies).

Then the hero is shown frantically searching for the heroine (refer Tholi Prema), and then they meet and fall in love. And just like every dog has a tail, the heroine turns out to have a terminal disease (refer Geetanjali).

La Fin (refer Petit Robert French-English Dictionary).

Well, other technicalities. The editing seems to have been done with shears, or maybe by the editor's Doberman. The music is good as long as you close your eyes to the group of morons on-screen who think they are dancing. The heroine can make a comeback in one of those hero's mother roles in five years - if she loses weight, that is. The hero can go to Vegas and play poker. And I need a change in profession.