Test

Anwar Says: What a waste of a top star cast by the director S. Shashikath , who played with the expectations of audiences. Netflix viewers were eagerly waiting for this movie and expecting an engaging one, but the slow pace and timid writing made it a quite mediocre.

The plot has so much to deliver and the best of Kollywood were cast and they tried to give their best but Shashikath Saheb was adamant to present it in a snail's pace and in spite of Maddy's large than screen presence in a grey character and reasonably appreciable performance by Nayanthara , it failed to click. Sidharth also kept on yelling or taking on phone throughout. Meera has nothing much to do except in one scene when she overpowered Sidharth.

On the whole, an excellent plot with terrific cast has been killed by director-editor duo.

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Wow. Just wow. It's truly a marvel how a film can assemble such a powerhouse cast-Nayantara, Siddharth, Madhavan-and still manage to produce something that feels like it was written during a power outage, possibly under the influence of... creative herbs. One has to genuinely applaud the person who pitched this script to these seasoned actors. That level of salesmanship? Unmatched. We're talking next-level persuasion-someone get this individual into international diplomacy immediately.

The script itself is a masterclass in monotony. It's almost impressive how consistently dull and uninspired it is. The Netflix India team must have a new approval strategy: spin a wheel, close your eyes, and greenlight whatever it lands on. Risky? Yes. Effective? Absolutely not.

As for the director and writer-daily soaps might be too ambitious. But hey, there's always the back pages of a local flyer or TikTok skits. Start small, dream big.

Gave it 3 stars though. Not for the movie-heavens, no-but as a small token of sympathy for the cast and crew who clearly signed up for something else entirely.

Behold the cinematic travesty that is Test, a film so replete with squandered potential it could serve as a case study in narrative incompetence. The story, ostensibly brimming with "interesting elements," flounders under the weight of its own ineptitude, as these tantalising threads are left to languish, undeveloped, in a mire of creative apathy. The screenplay, a plodding dirge of ennui, drags its weary feet through a wasteland of mediocrity-occasionally punctuated by scenes that rise to the lofty heights of "okay" or, in rare bursts of adequacy, "good," only to collapse back into a torpor of unrelenting dullness. And then there are the moments of sheer absurdity, where scenes and dialogue descend into a puerile silliness that insults even the most forgiving intellect.

Madhavan, bless his thespian soul, delivers a performance of such brilliance it's almost tragic, shackled as he is to a character granted but a miserly handful of decent scenes-glimpses of excellence drowned in a sea of squandered opportunity. Siddarth acquits himself admirably, a beacon of competence in this dim constellation. Meera Jasmine, meanwhile, appears as an awkward anomaly, her visage oddly discordant with the frame, though her acting salvages some dignity from the wreckage. Nayanthara, poor soul, is a victim of time's cruel march, her appearance weathered beyond redemption by makeup so garishly inept it screams desperation-an attempt to defy age that only amplifies its victory. Her performance, alas, is a monotonous slog, as rote as a factory assembly line. Kaali Venkat, Vinay Varma, and the rest of the ensemble muster a collective shrug of adequacy, neither offending nor inspiring.

The production values-oh, how they gleam!-a polished veneer of locations, sets, and cinematography that dazzles the eye while the soul withers. The music, that auditory wallpaper, settles for a middling hum, neither elevating nor offending. The direction, helmed with all the flair of a bureaucratic functionary, is "okay"-a damning indictment if ever there was one.

In sum, Test is an exercise in cinematic futility, a film so unworthy of your time that to watch it is to willingly subject oneself to a masterclass in disappointment. Spare yourself the ordeal.

No major spoilers - just a few thoughts on setup and structure.

I watched TEST on Netflix and found it underwhelming. "Meh" is probably the best way to put it.

I'm generally not a fan of films where money is the primary driver, unless the story is truly compelling. Movies like Ocean's 11 and Soodhu Kavvum didn't work for me. I prefer narratives like Blood Diamond or Catch Me If You Can, where character depth leads the way.

In TEST, cricket is central to the story, not just a side element. But even with that, the movie leans too heavily on the assumption that cricket alone will keep viewers engaged. This reminded me of The G. O. A. T., where cricket was thrown in randomly without adding value. In contrast, Lagaan succeeded because cricket supported a well-crafted story.

I watched the movie for Nayanthara, one of my favorites, but the plot didn't add up. A Boston MIT graduate running a canteen? That's how the film starts, logically unconvincing, not a spoiler. The pacing is slow, and the two parallel storylines take too long to intersect, which made me skip ahead at times.

Surprisingly, Siddharth, whom I usually find hard to tolerate, was actually okay in this role.

A few heartfelt conversations stood out, particularly where characters logically justify their actions. But those moments were too few to carry the film.

In the end, despite strong names like Madhavan and Nayanthara, TEST didn't quite pass for me.

Test (2025)" is a textbook example of a wasted opportunity. Despite a star-studded cast, the film falls flat due to its painfully dull screenplay and uninspired execution.

Madhavan seems to be trying hard to carry the film, but even his efforts can't save the sinking ship. Nayanthara appears completely out of sync with the narrative-her character lacks depth, and her presence feels more ornamental than impactful. Siddharth, on the other hand, delivers a robotic performance with zero emotional range, making it hard to connect with his character at any point.

The biggest letdown is the screenplay-disjointed, sluggish, and lacking any engaging moments. It drags without purpose, testing the patience of the audience rather than offering any meaningful cinematic experience.

Cricket scenes were disastrous.