N. Manivannan

Gangers (2025) throws you straight into the chaos of a city where the line between right and wrong is just a rumor. Cops, crooks, and people who can’t decide which side they’re on—everybody’s hustling for something, and nobody’s hands are clean. The film doesn’t give you a neat little hero to root for; instead, you get a mess of characters who are all a bit broken, desperate, and, honestly, kind of fascinating. At the center of it all is Ravi, a mid-level gangster with dreams way bigger than his paygrade. He’s not your typical tough guy—he’s clever, unpredictable, and totally out to prove himself. His crew’s got its own baggage: an ex-cop with a drinking problem, a wide-eyed kid with more guts than sense, and a woman who runs the streets smarter than half the guys put together. They’re all gunning for a piece of the action, but loyalty here is as shaky as a house of cards. Everything goes sideways when a big-money deal gets botched. Suddenly, everyone’s pointing fingers and scrambling to survive. Cops want blood, rival gangs circle like sharks, and Ravi’s left trying to keep his crew from falling apart. As the city boils over, alliances flip in a heartbeat, and the movie doesn’t let up. It’s raw, unpredictable, and way more honest about the underworld than most stuff out there. By the end, you’re left wondering who, if anyone, really won.