Vicky Makhu

Vicky Makhu’s film journey is honestly pretty wild, and honestly, kind of underappreciated. He’s not exactly a household name, but if you’re into gritty, real-as-hell Punjabi cinema, you’ve probably caught his face somewhere in the mix. Let’s talk Udta Punjab first. That movie? Raw. It punched you right in the chest with its take on Punjab’s drug problem. The chaos, the desperation, the hopelessness—Makhu’s role might not have been front-and-center like Shahid or Alia, but he brought a kind of edge that made even the background scenes crackle. Then there’s Needhi Singh. Now, this one’s a revenge story, but not your typical Bollywood melodrama. Needhi, played by Kulraj Randhawa, is this fierce woman hell-bent on justice after the system screws her over. Makhu? He’s tangled up in the mess—his presence adds this layer of unpredictability, like you’re never sure if he’s gonna help or hurt. The whole vibe just screams “small town, big secrets.” Fast forward to Chamkila (2024). This one’s different. It dives into the life of the legendary Punjabi singer Amar Singh Chamkila. Music, controversy, the whole deal. Makhu slides into the ensemble, again not hogging the spotlight, but always there—sort of like that friend who’s quiet at the party but somehow sees everything. Honestly, Vicky Makhu’s got this knack for picking stories that sting. He doesn’t overact, doesn’t fade away either; he’s just… there, making every moment matter. If you blink, you might miss him, but if you watch close? Dude’s got skills, no doubt.