This movie is not clean. It is not subtle. It is not trying to be prestige cinema. It is loud, fast, flashy, emotional in places, silly in others, and often one punch away from total chaos. That is also why it works. The new Street Fighter film is best understood as junk-food cinema done with intent. It knows the source material. It respects the fighters. It loves the exaggerated energy of the games. It also carries the cheesy spirit of 90s live-action adaptations without fee

A new bride enters the house, someone whispers “daayan”, and suddenly the family WhatsApp group is not the most dramatic thing in the building anymore. The teaser for Nayyi Navelli has arrived with the kind of setup that instantly grabs attention: a regular Indian household, a freshly married daughter-in-law, suspicious relatives, strange happenings, and that one family member who turns superstition into a full-time job. The result looks like a delicious mix of comedy, fantas

The hype is real, but the film does not fully cash it in. Haiwaan gets attention because of one strong idea: a mainstream star stepping into a darker, cleaner villain space. No comic relief. No moral excuse. No soft landing. That choice gives the film an edge from the start. The bigger question is simple. Does the film make the most of it? The answer is mixed. The casting works. The mood works. The core thriller setup works. The film loses power when the writing stretches too