Ko Ante Koti Review

It is black but it is also bizarre. It is seemingly experimental but strictly within the contrived clichés of our pigeon holed ideas and perceptions of good, bad, right, wrong…. You would wonder why the decibel level of the film is so high and what da *** is the film maker screaming to convey. To be fair to the film and its maker, it tries a few roads that our makers normally steer clear of.
Four guys join a heist: Leading the pack with sheer voice and velocity is Maya Master (Srihari) and two unidentifiable debutants one who believes that obesity is humour and the other a stereotype side kick that is part of every film. The final recruit to this team is the hero Vamsi (Sarvanand). Former colleagues in prison, they are recruited for their special skill sets qua the planned heist. Reels and time are wasted in a intro of the four guys and by now you know that this different film is just the same and just a few decibels higher than the law permits.
The reluctant recruitee is our hero, who of course is literally blackmailed by the other bad guys and circumstances to take part in the planned robbery. Also a detailed peep into his past would reveal that early in life he learnt that crime pays and only crime pays and recognises you. Never mind his trip to jail. In a chanced encounter he runs into the Satya (Priya Anand). Predictable chemistry of the cupid kind strikes and the low story treads the predictable route with Lady Love is unaware of his past.
The script swings between the present when the foursome are at their hate and trust camaraderie and the past which tells the love story between Vamsee and Satya. Each of the tracks is as engaging as the other!! The script ensures you are glued to watching. So loud are the proceedings that you can communicate with your neighbour only through a sms. The climax takes you through a tiring route of twists, dust and noise.
The music Director Karthick also suffers from the swings. At one level he gives you some hummable melodies and suddenly suffers an adrenaline rush and screams his notes. With the likes of Srihari in a script, you know that there is no place for any thing under played and sensitively conveyed. No surprises that the bunch of debutants are inspired by Srihairi and match him in melodrama and stochasticity. With guys discussing their capacity to fart, you know the level of humour in the film. Srihari is the main stay of the film and this is to be seen as a warning. Time to reign him in has long since arrived and we who have missed the writing on the wall have stayed on to regret.
The film maker and hero Sarvanand tries his best. Having voluntarily mired himself in the mess he tries hard and loud. He surely is a far better actor than film maker and that is the career is he advised to concentrate upon. He gives the film some wonderful moments as an actor and keeps away from the regular heroes of Tollywood. The story plan is interesting and even the road map. Somewhere the execution is to be faulted for being predictable and formulistic. If Srihari is not enough the sound track adds to the total chaos that sums up the end product. It is a moot point as to whether the noise is a theatre contribution or a product challenge.

L. Ravichander.