As Malayalam cinema has continued to impress audiences worldwide with its myriad human stories, 2022 has also seen a steady stream of brain-dead films. And much to the chagrin of Malayalam cinema fans, Mohanlal leads the category with the highest number of bad films in this list. The 62-year-old superstar is hailed as “the complete actor” for his ability to perform all kinds of roles across the spectrum with great ease and conviction. However, this year he made some poor decisions that in a way insulted everything he had achieved in a career spanning over four decades.
Some of Mohanlal’s decisions were so terrible that they tested our goodwill and admiration for him. Had it not been for Mohanlal’s immense stature in Indian cinema, such decisions would have ended his career. The entire country seems to be aware of Mohanlal’s legendary place in the history of Indian cinema, except for the star himself. To say his films this year have been disappointing is an understatement. They dishonored his vast legacy.
These are the worst movies that were made in Malayalam in 2022.
This is the work of a pristine filmmaker and this film reminds us of the most backward phase of Malayalam cinema (read 2000). The only thing you will remember about this movie is the name of the main character Neyyattinkar Gopan. And that’s because Mohanlal keeps repeating it throughout the film, so you remember it by heart when the credits roll. It’s a wreck.
Watching this movie is such an emotionally draining task. It is so painful to see a legend like Mohanlal embarrass himself by working hard to breathe life into this dead on arrival film. It is a blot on Mohanlal’s filmography.
Right after hitting the ball out of the park with Drishyam 2, Mohanlal and Jeethu Joseph go out and make this sorry excuse for a movie. The duo wanted to cast a minimalist detective story in the shadows Covid-19 isolation. Jeethu made this movie clearly and took inspiration from the stories written by Agatha Christie. However, the film lacks the usual flair and emotional investment typical of Jeethu’s past films. It’s total bullshit.
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Roshan Andrews’ direction is a disaster. It’s a tone-deaf, one-sided, pity party by a group of unscrupulous goons. It was supposed to teach us how to live life to the fullest. Instead, it turned out to be a case study in how not to make a slice-of-life movie.
Regardless of what this movie’s box office numbers say, it’s a bad movie. Prithviraj Sukumaran flaunts how well he looks in a mundu and shirt, while we get a migraine-inducing revenge drama in the guise of a political thriller.
A wannabe Kapoor & Sons, it is overwhelmed with conceit to the point that it becomes a punishment to stay with the film till the end.
A creator fails when he intends to create something to show how clever he is rather than to honestly express his imagination and feelings. The films that come out of such an exercise in futility are always mediocre and Theerppu is no exception. Writer Murali Gopy clutters the plot with too many ideas to show his refined understanding of global politics and the major ideologies that drive them. It is annoying.