First of all, so glad to enjoy this movie in front of a packed theatre.
Coming to the core plot, James, a self-centered guy returns back, with his family and friends ,after Velankanni trip. While others were having a nap, James asked the driver to stop the bus near a village but never returned quickly. Nanpakal nerathu mayakkam (NNM) is about what happened before he came back.

In the beginning, Director LJP introduces the character of James. He gets irritated often when something he doesn’t like occurs. For instance: the scene when he complains about the increase in sugar content in a tea. In another scene, he complains about the Tamil songs in the bus. Writer S Hareesh adds subtle humor by using interesting supporting characters. Old Tamil songs playing in the background and nostalgic ads (“Washing powder Nirma”) play a pivotal role in the world building of the village backdrop.

LJP made sure to maintain the slow pace of the narrative in many scenes. Though mostly static, visuals bring authenticity to the incidents in the village. Editor should have avoided some unnecessary random shots though it never feels like a “lag”.

Undoubtedly, this movie is a one man show of Mammootty. Watch out for the scene when he argues with the villagers and the transformation scenes. He really makes the shift of the character look more free flowing. Special mention to the actors who played as Poonkuzhali, Sally and Nurse Benny, though their roles are much limited compared to the protagonist.

The main negative was the absence of a proper explanation to the transformation of James. Writer’s decision to keep the mystery around James somewhere reduces the completeness of the movie.

“Death is sinking into slumbers deep; Birth again is waking out of sleep”. This Thirukkural quote sums up the crux of the movie. NNM may not be the best of LJP (Ee ma yau is my personal favorite of all LJP movies I watched) but it is worth a watch for the kind of magical journey this movie offers. Expect something different from Lijo’s previous ventures.






































