George kutty strikes Again !!

DRISHYAM 3: Georgekutty Strikes Again , And Gets Away With It.

Let’s be honest.

After Drishyam 2, most of us assumed Georgekutty had finally earned retirement.

The man had outsmarted the police, buried his secrets deeper than Jio’s fibre cables, survived investigations that would send the FBI into group therapy, and was quietly living his best Kerala life.

What more could possibly go wrong?

Apparently, he decided to produce a film.

The scrappy cable operator of Drishyam 1 has now metamorphosed into a successful movie producer whose debut blockbuster is titled, wait for it, “Drishyam”. A movie within a movie. Georgekutty producing a film about Georgekutty. The kangaroo effect has officially arrived in Malayalam cinema, and it is wearing a mundu.

And thus arrives Drishyam 3 , much like that extra Kerala parotta you didn’t need but took anyway, because the dal makhani was just that good.

The First Half: A Masterclass in Horizontal Storytelling (Rajashris and Badjyatas will envy this)

Georgekutty’s teenage daughters have now reached marriageable age, and for a while you may find yourself more invested in finding a suitable groom for the elder one than in any murder mystery.

At one point, I genuinely checked my phone to confirm I hadn’t accidentally wandered into a family drama called ‘The Great Kerala Arranged Marriage Chronicles’. 😉

The pacing is so wonderfully leisurely, it makes a tortoise look caffeinated.

Yet this is not mere filler. Jeethu Joseph patiently lays out pieces of a jigsaw, and every seemingly ordinary scene eventually locks into the larger picture. The man doesn’t waste a scene , he parks it, and comes back for it later.

Then Jeethu Joseph Remembers the Title

Just when you’re settling into what feels like a premium television serial, the film suddenly wakes up, splashes cold water on its face, and remembers it’s called Drishyam.

The police return. Again.

At this point, the Kerala Police Department deserves a dedicated budget line titled:

“Operation: Catch Georgekutty , This Time For Sure.”

Fresh officers arrive. Fresh evidence surfaces. Fresh confidence enters the room.

And Georgekutty receives all of it the way most of us receive software update notifications.

“Thank you for the effort. System remains unchanged.”

The emotional layering of the earlier films gives way to a more direct cat-and-mouse game. The villains are louder, the stakes are higher, and subtlety takes a short but well-deserved holiday. Yet the machinery still works , and works well.

One genuinely wonders whether to admire the writers for the craftsmanship, the director for delivering another gripping thriller, the actors for inhabiting every frame with conviction, or Anil Johnson’s background score, which by now has become less a soundtrack and more a silent, brooding character in its own right. Not to forget the lush greenery of God’s own country so richly captured by the cinematographer.

The Final Thirty Minutes Are Worth Every Dirham of the Ticket

This is where Jeethu Joseph pulls out the franchise’s signature party trick.

Just when you think you’ve decoded the puzzle, he starts throwing twists around like a wedding DJ fielding song requests from fifteen different tables simultaneously.

But the sheer audacity of the climax is so entertaining that your brain simply stops resisting , and starts applauding.

The Lalettan Factor: Mohanlal doesn’t play Georgekutty anymore. He has taken a long-term lease on the character and furnished it entirely to his taste.

The man can make a grocery list sound like a Supreme Court verdict. With a tired glance, a heavy sigh, and eyes carrying the accumulated weight of a thousand buried secrets.

There are moments where he seems to be operating at half speed.

The irritating thing is, half-speed Mohanlal is still better than most actors running at full throttle.

This franchise taught an entire generation how to construct alibis, memorise Sunday television schedules, distrust coincidences, and never , never , underestimate a quiet man with a cable connection.

A worthy theatrical watch. Lalettan and Jeethu Joseph have once again conspired to convince us that Georgekutty is permanently, constitutionally, cosmically ahead of everyone else in the room. And if that ending is any indication , Drishyam 4 may not be the most outlandish idea in the world. (Oops. Was that a spoiler?)

Meanwhile, this side of the fence eagerly awaits Ajay Devgn’s Vijay Salgaonkar stepping into these very large shoes.

The question, Singham Bhai, is simple: Can you pull the rabbit out too?