Maathevan, film critic and actor in a recent tweet says(confesses): “ Ethavathuorupadathakatipudichikamudiyumna, naan VaaranamAayirampadathaeduthuvachipen!” Note the intimate and sensuous phrase he uses to describe his affection for the film. The melodic and expressive opening is not the sole reason. There is something naturally and strongly poetic about VaaranamAayiram. The tale begins with the end of a man, takes its course yet it shall all conclude in the shine of peace and warmth. This film is a collection of stories- of endless relationships – of lovers, man and wife, parenthood, sisterhood, friendship and it chronicles short lived and lingering feelings of varied emotions ranging from high to low. The song goes on: UnarvugalSirukathai, OruKathaiendrummudiyalam, mudivilumondruthodaralam, iniellamsugame. As these melodies go on to stand for the diverse phases of the film, the one that singularly represents the soul of the film and even its structure in four affecting lines is UravugalThodarkthai. Apna Dil To Awara, UravugalThodarkathai, KodaiKaalaKaatre. They are rather lovingly hand-picked to sew the mood, sense and spirit of the film in the fabric of our hearts and minds, embracing us into its doorsteps, welcoming us to enjoy the stay. These aren’t casually placed numbers to mildly instil a ‘feel’ of the film.
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This lyrical and suggestive flow extends to the opening credits sequence: a series of three mellifluent songs, hummed by Gautham Menon himself. What brings about the reminiscence, that single drop of water is the demise of a dear man. This is a film composed of reflection and memories. The context of his statement might be purely scientific yet his words are dreamy as they are stunningly exact in elucidating the implication of this Tamil film’s title. Clayton M Nolte, a researcher, inventor and physicist notes about vibrations of water that vibrations are memories. The music soars higher and into the heart, echoing within while a kind of vibration spreads across the title’s liquid seeming surface as if a drop of water has fallen on it. One part of these wavy patterns is the reflection of the other. Keen eyes pry closer, in a hope, a romantic hope to get more intimate and involved. They were just beauteous, random yet mesmerizingly profuse as the tale is going to be. Were they flowers, foliage or waves? Couldn’t exactly tell. The titles surface: bold white cursive in the background of vibrantly hued and beautiful patterns. A rousing music interflowing with an overwhelming sense of melancholia pulls us closer and deeper into the being of VaaranamAayiram.