NIH

Thug CR 143/24 (2025) drops you right into the grime and chaos of NIH’s underbelly, where loyalty’s just another word for leverage and violence is a second language. The story kicks off with a botched heist that leaves everyone scrambling—nobody’s really sure who double-crossed who, but now the city’s crawling with cops and criminals itching for payback. Our main guy, Rafiq, is stuck in the middle, trying to keep his family safe while juggling debts, rivals, and a past that just won’t leave him alone. He’s not your classic hero—more like a survivor who’s taken too many punches but keeps getting back up, anyway. The world here is loud, messy, and alive. Gangs mark their turf with graffiti and broken windows, old friends become enemies over a few bills, and the cops are just as dirty as the crooks. There’s a certain rhythm to the chaos—wild nights, shady deals in back alleys, and those rare, quiet moments when Rafiq wonders if he’ll ever get out. The movie doesn’t shy away from the ugliness, but there’s a weird sort of beauty in all the grit. By the time the credits roll, you’re left with a sense that nothing’s black and white here—just a thousand shades of gray, and maybe, just maybe, a shot at redemption for the ones crazy enough to chase it.