Efforts by newcomers deserve to be appreciated. But any such thoughts of appreciation are banished within a couple of reels of En Sakhiye, which has been created by a team of fresh faces, both behind and in front of the camera. A plagiarised story(with the sexes switched), lacklustre screenplay with illogical behavior by the characters and wooden acting by most of the actors and actresses mark this venture.

Sakhi(Divya), a gold medallist at her college, relentlessly pursues the drunkard and wayward son Raja(Prabhusekhar), of the head of the company she works for. But once she snags Raja, who turns over a new leaf and is now ready to wed her, she kills him. She now turns her attention to Sunil(Devaraj), Raja's younger brother, who comes to his brother's funeral from abroad.

The story is immediately obvious as a take on the Hindi hit Baazigar with the sexes of the lead players switched around. Everything from the mode of the killing the first son to the reason behind her vendetta is lifted from the original. The climax is slightly different but the surprise at this doesn't last long. The final scene which allows Divya to complete her revenge is laughable.

I am tempted to believe that the director has no idea how people behave in the real world. None of the characters in this movie behave in a way that is even remotely normal. Consider the behavior of the father of the drunkard son. He lives abroad and on his trip back home, lashes out at his manager for not correcting his son. But when he sees his son becoming sick, he declares that he is going to settle down in a foreign land permanently and never come back since he cannot bear to see his son suffer! And asks the manager to allow the son to do whatever he wants so that he is happy! Now is there any father who would behave like this?!

Naturally, the people who realise that Divya is the murderer are also forced to behave in a completely insensible manner so the story doesn't end too soon. So each of them calls Devaraj but instead of just conveying information over the phone, asks him to come to some godforsaken place since "they have to tell him something important". Ofcourse, Divya shows up before Devaraj. And the dumb acts don't stop here. Devaraj's friend mistakes Divya for Devaraj just because she is wearing a helmet(I think we would suspect something if someone drives up in a car wearing a helmet!) and spills the beans before realising his mistake.

There is no relief, either in the form of comedy or well-done song sequences, from the continuous silliness of the movie. Divya withers under the burden of her heavy role and comes up short at several places. Devaraj is adequate but Prabhusekhar is much better as the drunkard. Music is unimpressive.