Anjala starts off promisingly with Pasupathi narrating briefly about the 100 year old history of his tea shop, which is at jeopardy now after government has issued notice to demolish it to extend the highways. But, it has a very rich history that everyone in the locality is emotionally attached with it. They are not attached exactly to the tea shop but to the mild-mannered, golden personality of Pasupathi, whose great-hearted tendency to help others is well-known in the village.
Pasupathi's serene composure, his expressions and first-rate acting. This is the only take away from Anjala, which is otherwise a mundane film with manipulative scenes and convincingly contrived subplots. Director Thangam Saravanan aims to bring the scathing effects of globalisation with a film straight from the heart, but the ways and means with which he managed to achieve the same will make you cringe at your seats.
The emotions fall flat. The comedy works only in parts. The needless romance portions with Nandita Swetha hamming it to the hilt will test your patience. Vemal's stone-faced visages gradually begin to frustrate viewers over a point of time. Anjala is nothing but a bog-standard village drama with insincerely emotional characters.