Century Gowda (Singri Gowda) is a cantankerous 101-year-old when he dies, leaving behind three generations of men. His son Gadappa (Channegowda) lives an aimless life, mostly occupied with smoking and drinking and doesn’t seem to be much affected by Gowda’s death. His grandson Thamanna (Thammegowda S.) on the other hand smells big business with finally being able to sell the land Gowda owns – despite Gadappa inheriting first. And his great-grandson Abhi (Abhishek H.N.) is interested in a girl and not much else. As the Thithi, a funeral that takes place eleven days after death, approaches, it becomes clear that the three of them have to not only face Gowda’s death but also each other.
Thithi is one of those films that I wanted to like better than I did. It starts off strong, but doesn’t quite manage to keep up that strength.
The film starts with Century Gowda sitting on the roadside berating everybody who passes until he topples over. And his rant is probably the funniest and most engaging part of the film. When we have to do without Gowda and focus on his heirs, the film does loose some of tis charm though and grows more exhausting by the minute.
There is the fact that Abhi’s love story with the poor girl he is after is neither cute nor romantic, but she keeps saying that he has to keep his distance and he doesn’t give a fuck and pursues her anyway. The longer this goes on, the more frustrating it became, especially since there are barely any women in the film who get to do or say anything of consequence.
It was interesting to get a slice of life in a South Indian village and it does feel like things really could be that way there, at least to a European like me who’s never been to India. But I would have liked more of a story to go with the interesting setting.