Hitesh Chauhan

Agni (2024) drops you right into the thick of things—no time wasted on pleasantries. The film unspools in a world that’s pretty much on its last legs, chaos at every corner, and people barely holding it together. Hitesh Chauhan’s character? He’s not your typical hero. He’s rough around the edges, sometimes even a pain, but honestly, that’s what makes him tick. He’s got this fire inside—yeah, pun intended—that keeps him fighting even when everything’s falling apart. So, there’s this disaster, right? Not your run-of-the-mill car crash or whatever. We’re talking massive, city-razing, life-upending stuff. The government’s nowhere to be seen (big surprise), so regular folks have to step up. Agni’s got this gritty, almost dystopian vibe, but it doesn’t get all preachy about it. There’s action, sure, but also these quiet moments—like when Chauhan’s character is just sitting in the rubble, thinking about everything he’s lost, and you really feel it. The film doesn’t sugarcoat anything. People die, mistakes get made, and not everyone gets a happy ending. There’s this raw honesty in how the story unfolds, like life just keeps throwing punches and you either roll with it or get knocked out. The cinematography is wild—smoke, flames, shadows—almost like the city itself is a character. Agni isn’t about easy answers or silver linings. It’s about surviving, screwing up, and maybe, just maybe, finding a little hope in the ashes.