I happened to read review of the movie Gorintaaku (meaning Henna) at FullHyderabad.com. The review is on expected lines but a few sentences are worth reading. Catch them below.

We watch movies to escape from the routine or drab lives that we are forced to lead day in and day out. So what do you think of the idea of facing the same mind-numbing monotony in the theatre?

Now sibling relationships have been done to death by filmmakers of yore. But no complaints so far, as sentiment always has a place. Only, you expect it at least to be packaged and served as per the tastes of the present generation.

Alas, Gorintaaku's director, like Rip Van Winkle, seems to have fallen asleep a score years ago, and has not waken up and smelt the coffee, leave alone drink it.


Anyone who has got an idiot box back home would have been forced to catch a snippet of a television soap opera sometime or the other, and the modus-operandi of the lady-villain borrows liberally from these brain-dead serials. And yes, that's about it.

With a plot like that, it would be a huge surprise if anyone would desire to venture to check this movie out. Add to it the fact that the technical departments of the film, like editing, photography and background score, are perfunctionary, and you have a mind-numbing exercise in indolence.

As for the actors, they sincerely try to pour life into a comatose flick. But isn't Rajasekhar better off doing cop roles? It is a good idea to try and break out of an image, but thinking out of the box does not necessitate ignoring the box-office.

All in all, Gorintaaku tastes like yesterday's coffee that has been boiled too many times to have an iota of caffeine left.