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A Deleuzian reading of Viduthalai: Part I
2023 · Vetrimaaran · Viduthalai: Part I on Sightlines
The film opens on wreckage. A train has been derailed by an explosion, and before anyone explains who did it or why, the camera begins to move. It travels across twisted carriages and bodies, past rescue workers bent over the injured, through smoke and confusion, and it doesn't cut. No editor picks out the most shocking detail for you. You just walk through it, for a long time, the way someone who arrived too late would walk through it.
Vetrimaaran and his cinematographer R. Velraj put this shot first because it teaches you how to watch everything after it. Viduthalai: Part I is built like a thriller. A police operation is formed to capture Perumal Vaathiyar, a schoolteacher who has become the leader of an armed resistance against a mining project and the state violence that protects it. Any thriller with that setup would want speed, cross-cutting and a hunter closing in. Vetrimaaran gives the manhunt to Kumaresan, a newly posted constable at the very bottom of the chain of command. Kumaresan is gentle and decent, and he can do almost nothing.
Deleuze has a name for this kind of figure, and it explains why the film feels so different from the genre it borrows. In the classical cinema he calls the action-image, a character perceives a situation and acts to change it, and that loop of seeing and doing drives the story. Westerns and war films live inside it. But Deleuze noticed that after the Second World War, starting with Italian neorealism, a different protagonist kept turning up: the seer, someone who is placed in a situation they can't answer, who can only look and take it in. The film stops being about what this person does and becomes about what they witness.
Kumaresan is a seer dressed in an action hero's uniform. Soori, for more than a decade one of Tamil cinema's most popular comic actors, plays him almost entirely through watchfulness and small reactions. He is a man absorbing horrors he can't stop. It's a remarkable piece of casting. An audience that remembers Soori as comic relief keeps half-expecting him to break the tension, and he never does. His stillness becomes the film's moral instrument. When the operation reveals what it is made of, the custodial torture, the subordination of caste, the dispossession of villages, you learn it the way he learns it, from below and in pieces, with no commander's overview to make it make sense.
This is the crisis of the action-image, and the film stages it from inside a genre that ought to be pure action. The machinery of the action film is all here: armed men, a militarized camp, a hunted rebel. Velraj's camera keeps that machinery around Kumaresan, filling the frame with subordinate officers, laborers, detainees and villagers. Vetrimaaran stages the group rather than the individual, so who stands where, who gives orders and who receives blows can be read off the composition. Deleuze would call this the frame working as a closed system, a set of elements whose arrangement carries information. Here the information is hierarchy. You can see a whole social order in the geometry of one crowded shot, and you can see how small the constable is inside it.
Go back to that opening take. For Deleuze, a moving shot is never only a camera changing position. It is a mobile section that expresses a change in the larger whole the film belongs to. Velraj's roving shot across the derailment doesn't tell us an event happened. It shows us a world already broken, an emergency that is the ordinary condition of this place. Catastrophe is treated as environment rather than spectacle. Here the film reaches back to André Bazin, the critic who argued that the long take respects reality by keeping its spatial unity intact and refusing to chop the world into the meanings an editor prefers. Vetrimaaran uses that respect politically. The unbroken shot denies you the comfort of a cut, the moment when you could look away.
The editing by R. Ramar keeps faith with that refusal. Sequences of the operation build through patient procedural detail instead of accelerated cutting, and scenes of routine and boredom are allowed to run long. Deleuze's term is dead time: stretches where nothing moves the plot forward and the everyday is simply held. In a counter-insurgency, dead time is where complicity grows. Nobody decides to become part of the machine. You stand guard, you wait, you watch, and the waiting turns into belonging. Ilaiyaraaja's score works with the same restraint, weighting lament over propulsion, its folk inflections tying the film's sympathies to a rural Tamil soundworld rather than to the excitement of the hunt.
The film's craft debts are easy to trace, and they make it a chapter in a longer argument. Vetrimaaran's own Visaranai (2015) built the grammar of handheld naturalism inside a police station, torture staged in real time without music to soften it. Viduthalai carries that grammar out of the station and into the hills and forests. Asuran (2019), also shot by Velraj, gave him the earthen location image and the subject of caste and land. Aadukalam (2011) and Vada Chennai (2018) taught him to build tension across a large peripheral cast and to let meaning arrive across installments, which is why Part I is honestly titled: it is the first movement of a two-part work. Further back stand two foreign touchstones. The Battle of Algiers (1966) showed that the counter-insurgency film could become social critique, with a quasi-documentary camera, dense crowds and its sympathy placed with the hunted. Come and See (1985) lashed its camera to a low-status witness so that atrocity is lived from below rather than surveyed from command. Kumaresan stands in the line of that boy in Elem Klimov's film.
What Vetrimaaran adds is the hinge between them. He takes a popular action form, with its stars and its scale, and lets the seer take it over from within. Vijay Sethupathi's rebel works mostly through absence and reputation, a legend the camp talks about more than a man we know. The film's real drama happens on Soori's face, where seeing slowly becomes knowing.
Watch it for that face, and for that first long walk through the wreckage. Ask yourself, scene by scene, what Kumaresan can actually do, and notice how often the honest answer is nothing but look. That gap, between a genre built for action and a man who can only witness, is where the film does its thinking.
Concepts in play
- the seer (voyant) — Soori's Kumaresan is built on watchfulness and small reactions, a low-ranking constable absorbing custodial torture and dispossession he is powerless to stop
- crisis of the action-image — A manhunt thriller's apparatus (armed operation, hunted rebel) is narrated from a functionary who cannot react adequately; the thriller's forward drive turns into a study of conscience under institutional pressure
- the mobile section (plan) — The opening unbroken roving take across the train-derailment wreckage, bodies and rescue workers, presenting catastrophe as environment and a whole world already broken
- the closed set (cadre) — Dense group staging in camps and villages where hierarchy and caste position are legible in the geometry of who stands where
- dead time (temps mort) — Editing that lets scenes of routine, boredom and dawning complicity run long through patient procedural accumulation rather than cross-cutting