A year ago, Jai told us that he was determined to love his image of a "shy man." And now,  the movie he hinted at, Pattan Poochi, is here, and his character is the darkest black, not a shade of gray. Jai's Sudhakar is probably the most ruthless psychopathic portrayal  in our cinema. I've seen Bavani (Master) kill children and  pull his guts out of Rocky, all of which is Sudakar's children's play. Unlike a normal hero who plays safely and turned into a villain, Jai isn't afraid to get his hands full of blood. Actors play that role with passion and dedication, but for what? 
Sudhakar is neither a socially handicapped person like Anjatheys Dhaya nor an eccentric person like Geminis Teja. He's stuck somewhere in the middle, and his identity isn't entirely clear. For example, if he says:'Amma seththu poradha paathurkiya? Jolly-Irkum! I laughed. Should I be terrified at Sudhakar's laughable sacrifice? I was in such a dilemma throughout the film. 
Such unfounded violence can interfere with the transaction, but the film is certified as "A" and  the title credit also displays a trigger warning. If you're the type of person who doesn't interfere with extreme violence, the inaccurate time portrayal of a movie can be very disturbing. In addition to the required Ambassador and Maruti 800, you'll get some VFX shots in the background, but apart from these rough additions, the Pattan Pouch has a very modern look and feel. Whether it's hairstyles, vocabulary or costumes, the movie will scream in 2022. Beyond these visual clues, it's very difficult to trust a movie. 
Tourette's Syndrome Psychotic Serial Killer and Police Officers Fighting PTSD Have One Month To Fool Each Other. Honest officers are not armed much, except for the timeless urge to bring justice. Who will stay? It's a "killer" one-liner, and the movie is promising in the first half, but will soon level off in the second half due to some clumsy writing. It can be said that Director Badri wanted to offer a fascinating game of cats and mice, but unintentionally entertaining conversations and staging are reminiscent of Tom and Jerry's slapstick drama. 
You always get an established 8-year-old girl  as a music lover glued to her headphones, even when serious developments are happening around her. In one scene, her tape is exchanged for the voice of a serial killer threatening to kill someone. After a silent prayer, she shouted, "Ayo, Yaaro Pesaranga ... Paatu Paadara!", And the embarrassed Sundar C robbed her of  her headphones  and said, "Adelam Nee Yen Ma Kekkala ?!" The whole is cracked. 
Some metaphors like this turn out to be ticking joke bombs, and they always explode at the wrong moment. There are some great ideas that might have led to great theatrical moments, but stunning cinematography and background music hampered them. But I  remember Pattanpoochi, who showed that the boy was an equally vulnerable victim of sexual violence.