The plot is about two youngsters, a bag that comes to be in their possession, and how they deal with a couple of gangs, who are in pursuit of a bag.
, a dizzying, drug-soaked narrative begins with a bag in motion. It is an easily distinguishable article - with a smiling human face imprinted on one side. Later the scene cuts to a youth, armed with a laptop and squatting by a window. A pompous woman walks in and snarls at him, beginning and ending each of her sentences with the 'f' word. This is how Vinay Govind sets the stage for his debut film. In the following scenes, his characters would make gestures involving middle finger liberally and as if this is not enough would mouth the 'f' word repeatedly, sometimes in anger and most often in jest. The purpose: setting the tone for the film.
The bag would come to haunt two ad-professionals, Chacko (Asif Ali) and Hari (Aju Varghese), who would in turn be pursued by two set of gangs; a plot that borrows freely from
. Chacko, a self-proclaimed lazy dandy and his timid, less-exuberant, friend Hari, often find themselves in a thick haze of smoke spiralling from their innovative ways of 'letting the bird out'.
The build-up is peppered with sex and smoke. On a breezy night on the beach, Hari engages himself with short bursts of smoke, and drinks with a girl whom he has just met, before cuddling up for intense love-making inside a stuffy car. Chacko, cosily perched on the bonnet of the car, discovers his share of fun in a foreign woman, who lures him to pulsating levels of intimacy in the open.
's humour is crass - mostly lewd. Its characters bad with a slight tinge of naughtiness. There is a weakness to the plot, which pulls down the film. Aju Varghese charms with his lovable childish mien. In between, Vinay opens up his deep affection for the classic chemistry between Mohanlal and Sreenivasan. He places the camera deftly behind his main characters to capture them watching some feted scenes combining Lal and Sreeni.
Surprisingly, this film doesn't come across as a boring, perennially stretched out mixture of scenes. It fizzles out much faster than expected and its director is wise enough not to prolong it. There are some hazy glimpses on the inevitability of fate or the sheer ludicrousness of some of life's moments. But Vinay crafts them with more effort and less flair.