Ilayaraja Kaliyaperumal

Ilayaraja Kaliyaperumal’s “Ten Hours” (2025) doesn’t mess around. The clock’s ticking—literally. You’re tossed headfirst into a single day that feels like it’s got more at stake than most people’s entire lives. The whole movie unspools in real time, which is wild because every minute, something new’s blowing up (sometimes literally, sometimes just emotionally messy). The story kicks off with a regular morning, the kind where you think nothing major’s gonna happen. Wrong! The protagonist, Ravi, ends up sucked into this chaotic whirlwind—bad luck, wrong place, wrong time, you name it. He’s just trying to do the right thing, but every choice he makes seems to dig him deeper. There’s a missing briefcase, a phone that won’t stop ringing, and way too many people who suddenly want his attention (or, you know, his head on a platter). There’s a bunch of side characters: a cop who’s seen too much, a friend who’s probably not really a friend, and a mysterious woman you can’t decide if you trust or not. Honestly, the script’s got more twists than a pretzel. Nobody’s safe, nothing’s predictable. You’ll find yourself second-guessing everyone—including Ravi. What really hits is the pace. It’s relentless. No slow bits to check your phone or grab popcorn. The tension just cranks up, scene after scene, until, bam, the last ten minutes leave you breathless. If you’re into thrillers that won’t let you look away, this one’s got your name on it.