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Mirai had all the ingredients to be an epic mythological fantasy - stunning visuals, big ideas, strong cast - but wastes its potential with weak writing, laggy pacing (169 mins feels stretched), forced comedy, and underdeveloped characters. The director focuses too much on spectacle and mythology references, ignoring emotional depth and logic. Antagonist and supporting characters start strong but get sidelined. Result: a visually grand but emotionally hollow film that drags in the second half.

Verdict: 2.5/5 - "Half-baked epic." Spectacle lovers may enjoy, but story seekers will be disappointed.

Visuals over everything The film is undeniably slick: big-budget-like CGI, neon-infused Kerala mythology visuals, impressive cinematography, and a glossy, polished sheen that screams "look at me!" .

Empty calories of plot and pacing Beneath the pretty surface lies a wafer-thin script stretched far too thin. It feels like two-and-a-half hours of introductions and teasers without a satisfying arc. The second half drags, the villain carries zero impact, and we're left waiting for something-anything-to click .

World-building by PowerPoint Instead of letting the universe breathe, the film lectures us with exposition. Characters cycle through cameos and mythology references, but there's scant emotional grounding or clarity - like flipping through a lore-filled presentation slide deck with no sense of narrative heartbeat .

Performances under the gloss Kalyani Priyadarshan does her best with what she's given - but her character's emotional range is flatter than a cheap vampire's personality. It's style without sincerity .

A franchise fix without foundation This feels like a pilot episode for a streaming series - in movie form. Ask yourself: does it stand on its own? Nope. It's an extended trailer for the future, all setup and zero payoff.

I went in expecting the Man of Steel... but what I got was the Man of Snooze. This movie is so painfully bad, I'm convinced Lex Luthor directed it as revenge on humanity.

The plot? Non-existent. It's like the writers let ChatGPT generate random scenes and stitched them together with duct tape. Superman spends half the movie brooding like a discount Batman, and the other half giving speeches that sound like rejected Hallmark card drafts.

The villain? Don't even get me started. I've seen scarier threats in Teletubbies. The CGI looks like it was rendered on a 2005 Pentium PC, and I swear I saw one scene where Superman's cape glitches through his body.

By the time the third act came, I was rooting for Krypton's destruction all over again.

If you're thinking of watching this, do yourself a favor and stare at a blank wall for 2.5 hours instead. You'll get the same level of emotional depth.