But the director, Thirukumaran, is content to give us something familiar and mundane. We expect something strange and mystical. It involves boxing, and lots of prize money. A sadhu in the wilderness hints at a future event. The story is by AR Murugadoss, and it sounds like a leftover page from the binder that contained his research for 7aum Arivu. In another amusing twist – this one’s intentional – the antagonist (Vamsi) is named Peter too, and he snarls, “I’m gonna break you.” Gonna? Oh man, is he gonna go down. He says “Darjeeling” when he means “darling.” He says “careless” when he means “careful.” No Tamil-film star ever became big by playing a character that spoke proper English. In an amusing twist, which I think is unintentional, he’s named Peter – though, predictably, he’s anti-“Peter” in the ways that really matter. No Tamil-film star ever became big by playing a character that hailed from Boat Club Road. Even if we miss these references, the fact that he’s a man of the masses is evident from where he hails from: Royapuram.
He’s given a hero-introduction song, where he’s surrounded by posters of films of our two big “mass” heroes, MGR ( Naalai Namathey) and Rajinikanth ( Uzhaipaali). Sivakarthikeyan, the likeable boy next door, has transformed into Sivakarthikeyan, the big star – and Maan Karate is less a film than a ticker-tape celebration of this reality.
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