A journalist reaches a haunted house in search of a story only to be find that he has a connection with its spooky past.
The first and perhaps the only thing that piques your interest in Mithram might be it's certification. The film comes with an adult certification and it is certainly not for any of the ticklish reasons one would expect especially when the film is indicative of presence of ghosts.
The closest the film does to justify the certification is a scene comprising two girls. One girl lies on the bed reciting a love poem apparently composed with words baked with love. We first hear a voice from inside who playfully chides the 'poet' on the bed. Then she comes out, a red towel draped around her wet body. The 'poet' leaves the bed, the other follows her, holds her around the waist in one tight grip. They swivel around, toss themselves on the bed, one's face passionately rubs around the other like a couple on a honey moon trip.
In case the adult certification was meant for horror, it is more than doubtful that the scenes qualify - mostly dry leaves swirling around with the soundtrack letting out eerie music. The faces on screen are mostly new and hence confused whether to stand still and emote or to walk and act. Amateurish would be too mild a word for what the lead actors show off in this film. Without doubt, the actors tend to declare that "well I thought I could do this, but sorry realization always comes late".
goes down as the one of those worst films born out of lazy minds and it is always advised to stay away from such creations.