Idhayakumar

Alangu (2024) is one of those films that sneaks up on you and refuses to let go. Set in a small, simmering town where secrets are practically currency, the story swings around Idhayakumar’s character—a guy who’s clearly been through the wringer and has the scars to prove it, physically and otherwise. He’s not some squeaky-clean hero, but honestly, that’s what makes him interesting. The movie kicks off with him just trying to mind his own business, but trouble seems to have him on speed dial. He gets tangled up in a mess that starts off looking like a petty feud, but then the stakes just keep climbing. You blink, and suddenly you’re deep in a spiral of revenge, betrayal, and raw desperation. The film doesn’t waste time spoon-feeding you every little detail either. There’s a real sense of lived-in grit here—characters mumble, stumble, and sometimes flat-out screw up. You get people who are deeply flawed, clinging to whatever scraps of hope or pride they have left. The cinematography? Moody as hell, with shadows lurking in every corner and a soundtrack that feels like it’s always a hair’s breadth away from breaking out into chaos. By the time the credits roll, you’re left wondering who really got out clean, if anyone. Alangu isn’t just a movie—it’s more like a punch in the gut, and Idhayakumar’s performance is the knuckle.