Pattapakal is an absolute disaster, a film that defies logic, coherence, and even basic entertainment value. From the very first scene, it becomes painfully clear that the writers had no idea what kind of story they wanted to tell. The plot meanders aimlessly, throwing in unnecessary subplots, cringe-worthy dialogues, and forced emotional moments that fail miserably. The lead actor delivers a performance so wooden that even a plank of wood would show more expression. The heroine exists solely as a decorative element, contributing nothing substantial to the narrative, while the villain's antics are more laughable than menacing. The direction is a masterclass in how not to make a movie, with bizarre camera angles, choppy editing, and pacing that tests the limits of human patience. At times, scenes drag on for eternity, making you question your life choices, while crucial moments are rushed as if the filmmakers just wanted to get it over with. The background score desperately tries to create emotion but instead adds an unintentional layer of comedy, making already ridiculous moments even worse. Even the cinematography, which could have salvaged a bit of the wreckage, is a complete letdown, featuring poorly lit scenes and angles that serve no artistic purpose. Pattapakal is not just bad-it's a cinematic trainwreck that leaves you exhausted and regretful. Watching paint dry would be a more engaging experience. Avoid it at all costs unless you enjoy torturing yourself for no reason.
