A late-20s-odd-30s-year-old single daydreamer with a keen sense of smell whiffs through her day with reenactments of Bollywood heroine numbers… until she meets the brooding artist of her filmi southern-flared sexed up musical fantasies.
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Aiyyaa feels really unfocused, but there are a lot of things to like about it. Even if the film as a whole doesn't really work, it's visually super imaginative, and occasionally very funny and touching (also, Dreamum Wakeupum is a work of art by itself). Rani is fantastic; I treasure the scene where she sits on her bed in her pyjamas learning how to say "Please keep the top button of your shirt open" in Tamil.
The recut version which exists only in my mind gets 5 stars from me. This movie made my heart hurt because I wanted to 100% love it so badly but it just bogged itself down. All of the brother/secretary comic relief plus half of Rani's blindly-following-her-lover's-scent scenes needed to be CUT. There's a sweet, funny, heart-of-gold work of art buried in here... if only one could sculpt it out more fully.