Kavan

Dasarahalli (2025) throws you right into the thick of Bangalore’s most notorious suburb, where chaos is pretty much a daily routine and peace is just an urban legend. Kavan, the main dude here, isn’t your cookie-cutter hero—he’s a local with a chip on his shoulder and a knack for finding trouble. The film follows his wild journey as he gets tangled up in a web of gang rivalries, crooked politicians, and some seriously questionable “business deals.” It’s all concrete, sweat, and auto horns blaring at 2 a.m.—the city’s heartbeat, basically. Kavan’s world starts to unravel when he accidentally witnesses a crime he definitely wasn’t supposed to see. Instead of playing it safe, he dives headfirst into the mess, stubborn as ever, fueled by loyalty to his friends and a stubborn sense of justice. Not that he always knows what he’s doing (let’s be real, he wings it more often than not), but that’s half the fun. Every decision drags him deeper into Dasarahalli’s underbelly, where everyone’s got an agenda and trust is just a four-letter word. It’s not all grit and grime, though. There’s dark humor, quick banter, and the kind of moments that make you laugh even when you know you shouldn’t. As Kavan’s choices catch up to him, the stakes get higher, friendships get tested, and the line between right and wrong blurs like Bangalore traffic in the rain. It’s a wild ride through a city that never really sleeps, and neither does the trouble.