For a Hollywood-style thriller, Adam Joan’s plot does not cheat the audiance. Something of Black Magic, and a father trying to retrieve his kidnapped daughter and right a wrong. You think interesting? Well, even I did for a few good hours before the screening taking imdb ratings as gospel. Sigh. (The site has two reviews, one not so much a review, apparently.)
Besides, everything director Jinu Abraham dishes out in Adam Joan is so grim, so bland, so filled with indulgences. It will depress the soul out of you.
The plot – well, there is one – is about Adam Joan, a cynical builder who feels having a child before six months into marriage is a bad rap.
Joan is sick to the point that when he eventually comes to know his wife has suffered a maternal death, he comes off as gross. I wouldn’t want to reveal more, eh heck, the less said the better. This a man, as spelt out by the makers, whose only motif in life is to right a wrong.
To Jinu’s credit, there is no scene in Adam Joan wherein Joan questions the moral righteousness of the culprits. This a man whose motivs for revenge is imbued with grief, and the elaborated climax is vindicative of that.
The climax is also no twist and phony suspense cliches, but even worse, grotesque. Not even Prithvi’s stardom which Jinu Abraham exploits to pander to the audiance won’t save Adam John of its blemishes.
Where one shot will suffice, the cinematographer goes for the spectacular shrouding the gothic looking film with grim undertones, and long tracking shots. Much ado about nothing for a movie shot in Scotland.
As for the performances, well they all try. There was a gleam in Prithvi’s eyes in Ezra but that is long gone. Prithvi should be a “paranormal detective” by now, but for that he should get the movie he deserves. A footnote to Ezra, perhaps?
Prithvi has sung a good song by the way, sung with emotions. That’s Prithvi. Committed, diligent. This was one of those days.
Naren plays Syriac, Adam’s friend. Other supporting cast in Adam Joan include Bhavana, Mishti, Lena, Sidharth Siva.
Adam Joan is a film which fails to honor the thriller genre but had plenty of potential. The concept of satan worshipping is noval, but the goings-on does not yield great viewing. Which is dissappointing especially when a cinema fires on all cylinders, and bores you. May be I will relate to Adam some other day, and may be I will hate him even more.
Anyways, a wise man once told some years back – ‘there is no point ruing about the things you cannot get back in life’.
Wish You all a Happy Onam. Indeed.