Yohan Chacko

Vanangaan (2025) is one of those movies that doesn’t just poke at your curiosity—it grabs you by the collar and drags you in. Yohan Chacko, who’s got this knack for making you actually care about what’s going on, takes center stage. The whole story revolves around a guy who’s basically forced to reckon with the mess he’s created, both in his head and out in the real world. There’s this constant tension, a kind of push-and-pull between what he wants and what he’s actually willing to do. It’s not your run-of-the-mill redemption arc, either. The film digs into some ugly truths: guilt, regret, and that sticky business of trying to fix things when you’ve already broken them. The setting is gritty—every frame feels like it’s soaked in sweat and dust. Characters aren’t there just to fill space; they’ve all got their baggage, and the way they clash or click with Yohan’s character adds layers to the story. Dialogues hit hard, and some of the quieter moments say a lot without any words at all. The pacing? Not exactly a rollercoaster, but it keeps you hooked, like you’re waiting for the next shoe to drop. There’s a certain rawness to it, probably because it doesn’t shy away from showing its flaws. Life’s messy, and Vanangaan doesn’t pretend otherwise. By the end, you’re left chewing on what you just saw, maybe even a little rattled. It’s one of those films that sticks with you, whether you like it or not.