Meena stubbornly refuses to speak. She loves a man from a lower caste. Her family thinks she is possessed and the spell is cast out of her. The day begins, a road movie starts, as religious fervour and insane misogyny are narrated in passing.
What director P.S. Vinothraj makes of this little story is as impressive as it is entertaining. With great visual humor, he tells of the stoic perseverance of his heroine, while patriarchal chaos reigns around her: the relatives of the man to whom she was promised talk at her, insult and threaten her; her own family remains embarrassed and powerless; the rooster, which is to be brought as a sacrifice, collapses. The director shows the mania for masculinity and real violence relentlessly and at the same time cleverly undermines them again and again with the means of cinema. And Meena counters this with her silence.