Chandani Mehta

Deva (2025) lands you smack in the middle of chaos and charm—kind of a wild ride, honestly. Chandani Mehta? She steps into the frame like she owns the joint, and, honestly, it’s hard to look away. The movie unfolds in this gritty, alive city where everything feels a little too close and a little too real. Deva, the main character, isn’t your typical hero. She’s got this messy past and a way of making you root for her even when she’s screwing up. Things start off with her just trying to keep her head above water, but life’s not giving her a break. Old enemies pop up, new alliances form, and the city itself feels like it’s pushing back every time she tries to move forward. There’s this constant tension—are you supposed to trust anyone? Probably not. Yet, somehow, Deva keeps pushing, driven by something deeper than just survival. Chandani Mehta brings this raw, unpredictable energy. One second, she’s tender; the next, she’s ready to fight. The story doesn’t hand you easy answers. Instead, it drags you through the muck, the heartbreak, the tiny victories that barely register to anyone but Deva herself. All the while, the city pulses around her, loud and unforgiving. In the end, you’re left wondering if redemption’s even possible, but you know damn well Deva’s not giving up.