Theertharoopa Tandeyavarige Movie Review:
Initially, as you sit to watch Theertharoopa Tandeyavarige, the film asks you to slow down and it does not rush to show or explain everything. It asks you to walk alongside its characters, notice the small moments in their lives, and feel the quiet spaces between words. Ramenahalli Jagannath, the director, who initially caught attention with Hondisi Bareyiri, observes life and relationships, and he wants you to observe it too.
Pruthvi (Nihar Mukesh), a travel vlogger, is always moving yet emotionally stuck. His journeys are less about discovering the world and more about avoiding home. His relationship with his mother, Janaki (Sithara), is heavy with unspoken tension. She worked as a tailor to give him an education and a life she could barely afford. She survives out of necessity, not heroism. Her quiet endurance carries the weight of a mother who has to take on both parental roles. Her relationship with Vishwanath (Rajesh Nataranga) caused embarrassment in Pruthvi’s early years and left emotional scars. Memories of a father who left when he was four, combined with social judgment, add to his quiet anger and inner conflict.
Director: Ramenahalli Jagannatha
Cast: Nihar Mukesh, Rachana Inder, Sithara, Ravindra Vijay, Rajesh Nataranga, Ajith Hande, and Ashwitha R Hegde
On the other side, senior journalist Ravi Ramanathapura (Ajith Hande) has spent years searching for a missing person. His daughter Akshara (Rachana Inder), who admires Pruthvi’s vlogs, enters his life through a school project. Their friendship grows gently, encouraging Pruthvi to face feelings he has long avoided. However, small differences in background, class, and education appear in quiet moments, showing how society can create distance between people. The film does not give simple answers. Why did Pruthvi’s father leave? Who is Akshara’s father searching for? Is Pruthvi’s anger towards his mother entirely his own or influenced by society’s judgment? These questions remain open, showing how silence and avoidance can push people apart.
One of the most moving threads is Ramya’s (Ashwitha Hegde) story. Her life falls apart after media exposure. A leaked video, a newspaper article, and public curiosity are enough to push her into a corner. Jagannath avoids dramatic staging here. There are no loud confrontations or clear villains. The pain is shown through small actions. Ramya’s father Shivashankar (Ravindra Vijay), a physics teacher, runs from shop to shop buying every copy of the newspaper that carries his daughter’s name, which is the most haunting scene in the film, a desperate attempt to erase something that cannot be erased. Ink remains. Damage spreads.
Theertharoopa Tandeyavarige's soul is its take on motherhood, and it is also where the title gets its justification. Janaki is not idealised; she is weary, patient, hurt, and quietly resilient. When her health declines due to emotional neglect, the film conveys its central theme: when a father is absent, a mother doesn’t just raise a child; she must take on both roles. Authority, discipline, protection, and love rest on her. Her silence is a form of survival, not weakness. Pruthvi’s (Nihar Mukesh) anger is not only about abandonment. It is also directed at society. Casual remarks, jokes, and whispered judgments affect him as much as personal loss. Father’s Day becomes a quiet trigger, showing how repeated small moments, not a single event, can create lasting pain.
Cinematically, the film is patient and observant. Joe Costa’s background score is subtle, never trying to dictate emotions. Deepak Yargera’s cinematography captures faces and spaces thoughtfully, letting silence convey meaning. The camera often feels like a listener. The performances match this tone. Nihar Mukesh conveys Pruthvi’s inner conflict with restraint. Rachana Inder adds warmth to Akshara, keeping the emotional weight in check. Sithara grounds the story with genuine strength. Ravindra Vijay leaves a strong mark within the screen time he is provided, while Rajesh Nataranga’s presence is quietly impactful. Even supporting roles like Ajith Hande enrich the narrative, allowing emotions to surface naturally.
Theertharoopa Tandeyavarige does not provide a neat closure. It raises questions about family, social judgment, the responsibility of pen and paper. It is a film to watch slowly, to feel, and to think about. It shows that love, family, and care are never simple, but they are always worth the effort.