Director Rajbabu’s latest offering Colours, in which he teams up with Dileep once again after Chess, is far from being colourful. If screenplay is the backbone of a movie, here’s a film without a backbone. V.C. Ashok’s script is largely responsible for turning the film into an insufferable bore. Though the film has a stale storyline, it could still have been made into an enjoyable film, had the script been better and had the director been much more careful.
The story of Colours is based in Coonnoor, where Lt. Col. Dr.Rajalakshmi lives with her family. The story begins from where she gets the news that someone has been released from jail. And the trip to bring that someone home gives her time to take a trip down memory lane, and we are told of things that took place a year ago.
Rajalakshmi lives in Coonnoor along with her two daughters Pinki and Pooja and her father-in-law, Pushkaran Pillai. Pinki, who is a kind of tomboy, goes around with a group of guys and is most of the time engaged in shooting for her television show Colours. Her constant companion is Rahul, who wields the camera for the television show. Though Rajalakshmi doesn’t approve much of what she does, Pinki couldn’t care less, and even calls her mother Pattalam Rajalakshmi (Pattalam meaning army in Malayalam). However, she does love her mother and stands by her whenever needed.
Pooja, on the other hand, is the typical coy girl, and her mother’s pet. She’s a teacher and is in love with a guy, with all support from Pinki. The two siblings share a very intimate bonding. In the meantime Rajalakshmi detects a fraud that has been going on in her hospital regarding the sales of medicines, and she is intent on bringing the culprits to book. This earns her some enemies.
Lt. Commander Sanjaynath turns up at this juncture. He is a close family friend and is on transfer to Coonnoor. On the very day of his arrival, he locks horns with Pinki, who had been his childhood friend. From here develops the plot (?).
Roma as Pinki could be called the main player in the movie. She is good at some places and terribly bad at others. It’s time she stopped repeating herself doing similar kind of roles. Bhama as Pooja stands where she was when she was introduced in Nivedhyam. She hasn’t grown as an actress and in Colours she has nothing much to do. Sharanya as Rajalakshmi is OK. Dileep, who makes his entry just before the interval as Sanjaynath, also has little to do and even seems rather uncomfortable with the role.
Vinu Mohan’s case is the same as Bhama’s, stagnating exactly where he was introduced in Nivedhyam, refusing to grow as an actor. Innocent as grandfather Pushkaran Pillai is his usual self. Harishree Ashokan and Cochin Haneefa have nothing else to do than run, run and run, and in Colours they are what they have been in umpteen numbers of films. Indrans, though he too is typecast, provides some fun.
Technical aspects are all just average. So too are the songs. The persons who would be responsible if the film bombs at the box-office, which for sure it will, are the scenarist and the director. The subject they chose has nothing new to offer and the way they have worked on it lacks freshness. Had they worked out a taut screenplay and executed the scenes better, Colours could still have made a match of it. But as it is, the film has gone all wrong.
