7am arivu - Where is the common sense?

You know that your evening is going to unfold as an unlucky part of the day, when M.S.Dhoni blasts the hapless English attack right after the moment you step out of the house. 7am arivu (seventh sense) just proved to be the perfect iodized salt rubbing to my evening wounds. I rubbished rumors and friends' opinions, went into the theater prepared to see a decent flick and everyone forgot to at least warn me that after the first thirty minutes, I should walk out.
The hype and the ''a film that will make Tamilans proud all over'' phrase doing rounds should serve as the hint for the vacancy in execution and serve as a possible cover up for innumerable flaws that unfolds faster than the story. 7am arivu is one of the flicks that tries too much and in the end comes up a cropper. It is not my fault that I am a Biotechnology graduate and that I know basics of Genetic Engineering because this movie makes a mockery of Genetic principles and procedures to a large extent (we watch movies too!). The director had cited places visited and necessary references in the end credits. He forgot to refer one major terminology- Genetic Engineering. Had he taken efforts to do so, 7am arivu would not have happened. The unrealistic approach of bringing back a dead person's character/skills by introducing the DNA into a another mortal human is purely theoretical. This procedure maybe possible, but definitely not in twelve days nor is this called Genetic Engineering. When the director can make sure he gets details like Ghulam Nabi Azad, The Chinese/American turmeric patent sagas etc. which are true factual incidents right, he confuses it with the other aspects. It is neither here, nor there and precisely it has mocked science because science is independent in certain regards even if this falls in science fiction genre of cinema as some people proclaim.
The storyline by now, is known to everyone and hence I am not going to mention it. The first half hour that is shot aesthetically was also a slight let downer, as it reminded me of watching a dubbed program in Fox History channel. As the movie progressed, the first thirty minutes that showcased Bodhidharman's journey to China and his contribution towards medicine and self defense seems to be the best phase of the movie. Why should Surya be a circus artist to have Bodhidharman lineage? He could have stayed back at his village or got a job as a courier boy, tea shop guy etc. This characterization has left me astounded and even the director's credibility is questionable. Surya as Bodhidharman, scores big with his eyes and martial arts display. Can anyone tell me why Surya remains sans shirt in duets or break-up song? It gives the feel that his acting talent is confined to his midsections.
The first half drags, yet manages to keep you interested thanks to the segment prior to the intermission. Shruthi Haasan looks gorgeous but hardly emotes any expression. Plastic is what she is throughout the movie. But kudos for mouthing dialogues that run for pages without any glitch. Johnny the villain surprisingly hogs the limelight for most of the movie, courtesy his brilliant body language. In fact, two stunning underplays in the movie are devoted for the bad guy.
A.R.Murugadoss has taken the 'drishti vaseekaran' concept to deeply that it makes the person watching the movie close his eyes in debilitation. The movie seems to go in the right direction and tries to grab the viewer's attention only to be afflicted by the stunt choreographer's voodoo and director's obsession to do things differently. The episode that transpires on a highway, is probably the most hilarious piece of action sequence to be drilled out at a serious situation. The ease at which Johnny controls the minds of the public, the sudden transformation of a slum dweller into a Kung-fu expert, somersaults by a salwar claded girl etc. that happens as the episode on the highway unfolds is sure to evoke huge laughter. I can applaud the director at least because for a change, 'villainism' is highlighted more than 'heroism'. Few scenes like the scientific discussions amongst scientists in a room digressing into a Tamil language lecture, the redundant times where the same DNA is shown over and over again ( which cannot be viewed through Shruthi Haasan's microscope) nor when she views objects without a slide specimen can not be encouraged even to a minimal extent.
Dialogues make their presence felt at times, just like Ravi.K.Chandran's cinematography. Let us just not talk about Harris Jeyaraj; this is his most forgettable outing till date.  
With a storyline derived from Assassins' creed, capricious screenplay, logical blunders that could be avoided and overdose of nativity preachings, 7am arivu is a disappointment. It has a commendable concept, but not the heart.