It seems like Malayalam cinema is going through ‘holding-up-the-mirror-to-the-society’ phase. Recently, we were served a spate of films on male toxicity and now we have another, which takes on a peculiar habit that we Malayalees are fond of—trolling anyone who looks odd/does not conform to the stereotype or, someone who speaks her mind without bothering about the consequences. The film in question here is Thamaasha—a joke or something said in jest, not something that is staged or performed for the entertainment of an audience as most North Indians think it out to be (I have spelled this out because Thamaasha will be reaching a wider audience in the next few weeks with subtitles).
This is the story of a man standing on the cusp of his thirties with a quickly receding hairline but who is not yet sexily bald; his hair won’t stay in place whatever he does to it. Above all, his mother is in a hurry to get him “settled” because his horoscope says that he is destined to be a sanyasi or bachelor forever if he does not marry before he completes thirty-one years.