If
one goes by the star cast and hype that the film created
during it’s making then you expect a tolerably okay
film. Once the movie starts to roll, you realize that you
are in for a big bore. The film has neither war nor love.
The film begins to sound funny when you find one regiment
of army men coming from one region and everybody being interconnected
and related. Pakis are shown as fools who keep on raving
‘Allah O Akbar’ at the drop of a hat and being
sitting ducks to Indian soldiers. A Muslim General in Indian
army is ISI agent. The Pak general is furious that the regiment
headed by Prabhu killed his men who went inside Indian Border
to spoil a wedding of a peasant. He asks the ISI agent to
send the regiment headed by Prabhu to enemy territory and
the Pak General Mukesh Rishi traps them. Now Pak Mujahideen
in Pak jail batters Prabhu and men wearing jail clothes.
The Muslim Indian soldiers are tortured and murdered. Amidst
all this is Laila.
Who is the daughter of Mukesh Rishi. She
was about to be raped by a Pak terrorist but Dileep saves
her by dropping a boulder on the head of the rapist. From
then starts love. It turns out Laila's forefathers are from
Malapuram and so she speaks anglicized Malayalam. Dilip
uses Laila to stop sending an IBM missile from the Pak camp.
The entire Pak camp is blown up and only Dilip- Laila and
Vijayraghavan survive this holocaust. Back home at a reception
Laila takes the Indian flag and shouts Hindustan Zindabad.
Flag waving, anti Pak dialogues, bomb blasts,
badly designed sets add to the films minus points. Prabhu
with his hulk looks every inch a middle-aged clerk enjoying
his routine life. Putting him in a uniform was a mistake
and more so having his dialogues dubbed in Malayalam. Dileep
does try to inject some humor but fails. The only plus point
is Laila who comes as a whiff of fresh air. Music and cinematography
is below average.