Oye

There are few female faces you can forget from Mani Ratnam's repertoire of films, which is why Oye's heroine triggers off a spate of memories. And while you really wish they were those of watching a certain infant break hearts in an apartment complex, what keeps nudging you throughout the film is the memory of a charmingly simple middle-class medical student being relentlessly wooed on a train by a rich Madhavan.

You try to find Anjali here, you run your brain on a refresh mode right upto the end of the film, but Shamili's likeness to her sister, Shalini, is just too distracting for....