One is not sure of what the intentions of director, Amy Thanawala, were behind the making of this film on an unwed mother. The film is tedious to say the least and the film's cast does not seem to help matters at all. Since it is made by a woman, one would have expected it to be a little more progressive. Also the device used by the director, of having the unborn foetus talking to the mother, gets very repetitive after a point of time.

The film's story, in brief, deals with the plight of small town unwed mother, Anu (Tara Sharma), whose parents spurn her once she gets pregnant, as does the man who gets her pregnant. A distraught Anu tries to commit suicide by jumping of a cliff when her unborn foetus speaks to her and stops her from doing so. Filled with love for her unborn child and determined to find a father for it before she gives birth, Anu moves to Mumbai and moves in with her friend Raina (Rinku Patel) and starts working. The unborn child is by now having regular dialogues with both Anu and Raina. The film then goes on to detail Anu's various encounters with people in Mumbai and her attempt to find a good father for her unborn child. The various people who she bumps into include her Boss, a helpful gay neighbour (Avinash Tiwary), and a professor Dharmendra Gohil, who proposes marriage even after discovering that she is pregnant. So all ends well for Anu.

Everything is sugar and sweet for the heroine who arrives in Mumbai to make a life for herself and her unborn child. One feels that the director could have dealt a little more realistically with the kind of problems that a pregnant unwed mother could face in India or anywhere for that matter. The decision to have a baby outside wedlock is fraught with enough complications, none of which get even a half decent mention in the film. And to top it, the heroine is out to find a father for her unborn child. The film's problem is with its writing, which lacks maturity. The tale is a little too simple, which could have worked, if handled well by the director. Most of the actors in the movie, sans Tara Sharma, are rank amateurs and so are their performances. Even Tara is unable to carry through her role convincingly.

With the performances lacking any kind of fire, an uninspiring script and dialogues topped by uninspiring direction, there is not much that holds one's attention in the movie. On the technical side, the editing is sloppy but the camerawork is quite competent. So is the music, specially the classical number, composed by Sanjay Chowdhury, son of the late Salil Chowdhury.

What irks really is that the subject could have been handled so much better by the director. The way the film comes across, it is difficult to fathom what the director really intended. It is much too wishy washy to have any kind of an impact. Suna Na…Ek Nanhi Aawaz is quite disappointing.