'He has become thin as a chewed out drumstick,' says Murugun's sister-in-law, who makes the 'best dosa-sambhar' in town. 'This is a private road', says QGM, when Mango Dolly tries to seduce him.
The laughs do happen but more often you are left smiling at the intelligent dialogues and their allusions to cultural idiosyncrasies, the parodies and the sarcasm. And it definitely does not expect you to 'leave your brains behind'. QMG is not your typical slide-splitting, laugh-a-minute fare. He was this larger-than-life, over-the-top, generous to a fault, protector of the poor, saviour of the ladies, faster the bullet, sucker for mother's cooking who cries at the drop of a hat (literally) with a bad dressing sense man, we canonised in our cinema.īut lest you go in expecting some bawdy humour and slapstick comedy, be warned.
Murugun, the vegetarian Tamil cowboy, is Ghosh's tribute to the archetypal hero, who dominated popular imagination for decades.
