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'Monkey Man': Welcome to the Action-Movie Pantheon, Dev Patel
Revenge, we’re constantly told, is a dish best served cold — unless you’re a modern genre-flick fanatic, in which case you need payback to be served piping hot and preferably moving at 120 mph. Monkey Man is, on the surface, a fairly simple tale of vengeance: Man has vendetta. Man infiltrates villain’s world with intent on procuring a pound (or two, or 50) of flesh. See Man punch. And kick. And stab, slice, gouge, grapple, and disembowel. It also a labor of love for its writer-director-producer-star Dev Patel, and one that remains self-aware enough to realize that it’s entering an environment in which some explosions, a shootout and a few haymakers here and there will no longer cut it. Everything must be a melee. Nothing less than nonstop beast mode will suffice.
Luckily, Patel doesn’t have a problem with this way of thinking. In fact, his goal with his directorial debut is not to beat action moviemakers and A-list asskickers at their own game but to work his way into their ranks. A gleefully anarchic addition to the post-Raid: Redemption, post-John Wick world of mix-and-match fighting styles and adrenalized weapon-play, Patel’s pet project is as much a mash note to a way of presenting bloody-knuckled spectacle as it is a standard thriller. During his long introduction to the film’s premiere at SXSW last night, the hyphenate talked about his childhood love of Bruce Lee and namechecked both Indonesian and Korean action cinema in addition to a certain Keanu Reeves franchise. And while this entry into international mayhemsploitation territory often feels very much like a rough, earnest fan film dialing those influences up to 11, it also suggests that if Patel’s technique behind the camera catches up to his passion for the genre, he’ll be a force to be reckoned with.
His character, known only as “Kid,” is a regular figure in the underground fight-club circuit in Mumbai; he’s essentially a human punching bag, paid by the promoter (Sharlto Copley) to take a beating from whomever he’s up against. He’s known for a wearing a monkey mask in the ring, which doubles as a tribute to Hanuman, the Hindu deity who once led an army of simians against the ancient forced of evil. The mythological character was like a superhero to him when he was a boy, living in a remote village in the countryside. His mother would regale him with stories about Hanuman’s great deeds. That was, until the police came and slaughtered his friends, neighbors and the woman who loved him more than anything else in the universe.
Now, the Kid’s a grown man, living in the big city. He’s scammed his way into a job with Queenie (Ashwini Kalsekar), who runs a club catering to rich sex tourists and Mumbai’s toxic elite. After befriending Alphonso, the in-house gofer-slash-comic-relief (the mono-monikered Pitobash), Kid gets a promotion and is now serving champagne in the V.I.P. room. This is where Rama Singh (Sikander Kher) hangs out. Rama is the chief of police. He’s also the one responsible for the massacre that happened in our hero’s home town and left him permanently traumatized. Now the chance to settle a major score is within Kid’s reach. He just has to find the right moment to strike….
That turns out to be in a men’s restroom after Kid has sabotaged Singh’s dose of party drugs, at which point we get the first real taste of Patel as both an auteur dedicated to staging close-quarters combat and a purveyor of fists-of-fury chaos. You can tell that he, cinematographer and lover of color-filtered lighting Sharone Meir, French fight choreographer Brahim Chab, as well as his stunt coordinator Udeh Nans (and likely Patel’s stunt double) have mapped out a long sequence that starts with the simple pulling of a gun — and soon involves a bullet-riden fish tank, broken porcelain, busted jaws, a tuk-tuk chase scene and more Dutch angles and shaki-cam shots than you thought were legal. The style of shooting fight sequences that make viewers feel as if they themselves are in the middle of the fray has become cliché to the max. Yet Patel & co. throw themselves into this string of set pieces with the exuberance of enthusiastic amateurs rather than seasoned (read: jaded) pros. The familiarity somehow does not dim the rush, probably because of the infectiousness happening behind the lens and the sheer go-for-broke physicality happening in front of it. Besides, Patel is just getting warmed up.
Monkey Man isn’t above hitting the well-worn action film beats — again, this is a fan’s valentine to decades of Thrills Spills Chills Inc., from someone who knows these narratives backwards, forwards and sideways. And after Kid escapes his captors and is nursed back to health by a transgender community who have also dealt with persecution and violence first-hand, it’s simply a matter of screen time and training montages before the masked incarnation of Hanuman returns for one final boss battle. There are swipes at the way society’s underdogs and outcasts are treated by those who rule, how religious and cultural differences get politicized and then weaponized in the name of power and profit, and how a caste system continues to warp the humanity of all involved. Patel has said that he wanted to bring “soul” to a genre he loves so dearly, as well as a cultural specificity that goes beyond easy exoticization. You can tell he’s trying to thread in his own sense of identity as a performer and a person — to give you a sense not just that you’re watching an action movie shot mostly in India, but by someone in touch with their history and heritage includes being of Indian descent.
That said, Monkey Man is Patel’s way of leaving his mark on 21st century cinéma du kapow by courting the same feeling he gets as a consumer of screen carnage via creating it himself. This is not a message movie. It is a mayhem movie. One with personality and verve and food for thought served as a side dish, but a mayhem movie nonetheless. So when Patel throws that first lightning-fast right hook and aims an elbow at the face of thugs guarding the door, thus effectively kicking off a last act that can hold its own against almost any big climactic martial-arts-meets-gun-fu-meets-stabby-stab sequence of the past 10 years or so — this is the stuff his dreams are made off. Even when his debut stumbles occasionally as a storytelling vehicle, it still brims with the blood, sweat, tears, joy and more blood of person determined to make it a reality. The gentleman has clearly done his homework and put in hard training. An eventual entry into the Pantheon of hyperkinetic pulp creators doesn’t feel like a reach at all.
(Full disclosure: In 2021, Rolling Stone’s parent company, P-MRC, acquired a 50 percent stake in the SXSW festival.)
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1986 Movie Reviews – Blue City, Jo Jo Dancer, No Retreat No Surrender, and Saving Grace | The Nerdy
Welcome to an exciting year-long project here at The Nerdy. 1986 was an exciting year for films giving us a lot of films that would go on to be beloved favorites and cult classics. It was also the start to a major shift in cultural and societal norms, and some of those still reverberate to this day.
We’re going to pick and choose which movies we hit, but right now the list stands at nearly four dozen.
Yes, we’re insane, but 1986 was that great of a year for film.
The articles will come out – in most cases – on the same day the films hit theaters in 1986 so that it is their true 40th anniversary. All films are also watched again for the purposes of these reviews and are not being done from memory. In some cases, it truly will be the first time we’ve seen them.
This time around, it’s May 2, 1986, and we’re off to see Blue City, Jo Jo Dancer, No Retreat No Surrender, and Saving Grace.
Blue City
As thrillers go… this is one of them.
Billy Turner (Judd Nelson) returns home to Blue City, Florida and immediately learns his father was killed. He sets about trying to solve his father’s murder and reunites with some old friends to help him on his mission.
Awful. Simply awful.
Billy seems to be some sort of copy of Axel Foley from Beverly Hills Cop, and any time he talks about his father’s death it seems like an afterthought.
Add in he hooks up with Annie (Ally Sheedy), the younger sister of his friend Joey (David Caruso), and neither of them seem all that bothered after Joey gets killed, you really have no idea who these characters are.
It’s a very confused film and no one seems to know exactly what tone they are going for.

Jo Jo Dancer, Your Life Is Calling
A surprisingly intimate reflection at one’s own shortcomings after one of the most public falls in history.
Jo Jo Dancer (Richard Pryor) suffers a horrible accident after freebasing cocaine, and he uses his time in the hospital to reflect on his life and what led him to this moment in time.
Yes, it is the world’s most thinly veiled look back at one’s life. Pryor famously was horrifically burned while taking drugs, and this was his way of coming back into the public eye.
It certainly is not a perfect film, but it is engaging and touching. It feels like a man who truly wanted to explore his own past and didn’t know any way to do it than through what he always knew, entertaining people.
A surprisingly candid look at one’s own life and allowing the world to take the journey with him.

No Retreat, No Surrender
Have you ever watched a movie so bad you wish it would punch you through the screen to put you out of your misery?
Jason Stillwell (Kurt McKinney) relocates to Seattle after his father’s dojo in Sherman Oaks, California is taken over by an organized crime syndicate takes it by force. Their plan? To take over every dojo in the country.
… do I need to tell you anything else about the ‘plot?’ This movie was beyond awful and I think the only reason it still exists in any form is it shows off a very young Jean-Claude Van Damme.
This is one of the worst movies I’ve seen in some time, and that’s saying a lot.

Saving Grace
It’s nice to be surprised by a movie, and it rarely happens twice in the same week.
Cardinal Bellini (Tom Conti) becomes Pop Leo XIV. After a year in the position, he gets locked out of the Vatican accidentally and decides to take the moment to reconnect with the average people. He goes to a little village he was aware of and helps them rebuild their aqueduct. Not only does he have that to contend with, but the local hoodlum, Ciolino (Edward James Olmos) doesn’t want him to succeed as he makes his money from everyone depending on him.
Yes, the fact that the fictional Pope is Leo XIV wasn’t lost on me while I was watching it.
It’s not a great movie, but I found myself engaged, and charmed by Conti’s performance. I’m not quite sure why Olmos was playing a rural Italian, but it is what it is.
It’s a charming and heartwarming film, and certainly will keep you entertained.
1986 Movie Reviews will continue on May 9, 2026, with Dangerously Close, Fire with Fire, Last Resort, and Short Circuit.
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Kara Movie Review – Gulte
2/5
02 Hrs 41 Mins | Action Thriller | 30-04-2026
Cast – Dhanush, Mamitha Baiju, K. S. Ravikumar, Karunas, Jayaram, Prithvi Rajan, Suraj Venjaramoodu, Sreeja Ravi, M. S. Bhaskar, Aadukalam Naren and others
Director – Vignesh Raja
Producer – Ishari K. Ganesh
Banner – Vels Film International & Think Studios
Music – G. V. Prakash Kumar
Dhanush is one of those very few lead actors in India currently who are completing films at a quick pace and releasing them in theatres. He released three films(i.e. Kuberaa, Idli Kadai & Tere Ishk Mein) last year and is set to release at least three films this year as well. For his first film in 2026, he teamed up with director Vignesh Raja and made an intense action thriller, Kara. Vignesh Raja’s last film, Por Thozhil, did extremely well. It was one of those very rare films which worked both critically and commercially.
When a film in the combination of Dhanush and Vignesh Raja was announced, the expectations among the audience around the film skyrocketed and the buzz around the film went up further when, Mamitha Baiju, was announced as the female lead in the film. After creating enough curiosity among the audience with the trailer, the film was released in theatres today. Did the director, Vignesh Raja, come up with an engaging film yet again? Did Dhanush score a blockbuster with, Kara? How did Dhanush & Mamitha Baiju, pair look on screen? Did G. V. Prakash Kumar, come up with a memorable album yet again for a film starring, Dhanush? Let’s figure it out with a detailed analysis.
What is it about?
A good Samaritan father(K. S. Ravikumar) based out of a remote village in Tamilnadu, fights against a bank which manipulated him and his fellow villagers and grabbed their land. The son(Dhanush) who earlier ran away from his family to start a business, returns to his village to sell his family’s farming land and start a hotel in a town. What happens when the son returns to his village? Forms the rest of the story.
Performances:
The role of Karasaami aka Kara is tailor-made for Dhanush. We have seen him doing similar roles multiple times in the past. There’s nothing special in the performance he delivered for Kara. It’s just a standard template-driven performance. Mamitha Baiju is a surprise package. She did a role which is a complete contrast to the usual youthful and joyful roles she played in her earlier films. She got a very limited role in the film but she delivered a very good performance in whatever screentime she had.
K. S. Ravikumar in the role of Kandhasaami, delivered his career-best performance. As a loving father, he did a superb job in emotional sequences. The film had many notable actors and almost all of them performed well but their efforts were undone by poor writing and aimless direction.
Technicalities:
Just like most of the Tamil movies, Kara, too has stunning visuals. The cinematographer, Theni Eswar, captured the raw and rustic rural Tamilnadu, very well with his camera throughout the film. G. V. Prakash Kumar, tried his best to lift the lifeless sequences with his background score but it did not work. Editing by Sreejith Sarang, could have been much better. At least twenty minutes of the film could have been easily edited to make it at least a bit better. Especially, the second half of the film drags on forever. Let’s talk about the writer and director’s, Alfred Prakash & Vignesh Raja, work in detail in the analysis section.
Positives:
1. K. S. Ravikumar’s Performance
Negatives:
1. Beaten to Death Storyline
2. Bland Screenplay
3. Poor Writing & Direction
4. Lengthy Runtime
Analysis:
Movie Name – Idli Kadai
Release Date – 01st October 2025
Story Line – A good samaritan father based out of a remote village in Tamilnadu runs a hotel and expects his son to continue his legacy by running the hotel after he passes away. But, he wants to move to the city and have a better life. After the father passes away, the son realises his mistake, shifts base to the village, reopens his father’s hotel and continues running it.
And, now
Movie Name – Kara
Release Date – 30th April 2026
Story Line – A good Samaritan father based out of a remote village in Tamilnadu, fights against a bank which manipulated him and his fellow villagers and grabbed their land. The estranged son returns to the village to sell the land and use that money to open a hotel in a town. After his father passes away, the son realises his mistake and fights against the bank and eventually gets the villagers’ land documents from the bank.
Both the storylines sound similar, don’t they? While watching, Kara, it is not your fault if you start to wonder why in the world, Dhanush, agreed to do two films with similar storylines consecutively. The only difference between the two films is that in, Idli Kadai, the son runs the hotel to fulfil his father’s wish and in, Kara, the son turns into Robin Hood to fulfil his father’s wish. At least, Idli Kadai, for a major part was truthful to its family drama genre. But, Kara, ended up becoming neither a family drama nor an action thriller.
The director, Vignesh Raja, previously crafted a gripping crime thriller, Por Thozhil, which keeps audiences on the edge of their seats throughout its runtime. Once again, while watching Kara, it’s not your fault if you begin to wonder whether it is the same director behind both films. It was surprising to see Vignesh Raja and his writer, Alfred Prakash, coming up with such a bland and unexciting screenplay. The writing of heist episodes and the way they were executed were laughable to say the least. There was not even a single sequence in the film which was written and executed intelligently. The Robin Hood-like hero will not have any plan to rob the bank branches. All he does is to wear a mask, step inside the branch, threaten the bank employees with a gun and rob the branches one after the other. How did the director convince Dhanush to do the film with such a bland screenplay? What was Dhanush thinking while accepting the film? There will be at least a few good episodes even in the bad films of Dhanush but Kara is an exception. There is not even a single sequence throughout the film that excites the audience.
Overall, Kara is a forgettable film from Dhanush and Vignesh Raja. The beaten-to-death storyline, boring screenplay, unexciting narration and lengthy runtime, made it a painful watch. At least the first half was watchable but the film lost the track completely in the second half and tests patience with each passing minutes. Apart from a brilliant performance from K. S. Ravikumar, the film offers nothing and is sure to become one of the biggest flops in Dhanush’s career.
Bottomline – Boring Heist
Rating – 2/5
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Movie Review: “Lee Cronin’s The Mummy” is likely to remind horror fans of better movies – The Independent | Southern Utah’s #1 Source for Arts, Events & Entertainment
MOVIE REVIEW: “LEE CRONIN’S THE MUMMY” (R)
Grade: C
For horror fans out there miffed at the very idea that Lee Cronin has somehow earned the right to put his name above the title of his latest project (something generally reserved for horror icons like John Carpenter and Wes Craven) even though he only has a couple of features to his credit (“The Hole in the Ground,” “Evil Dead Rise”), just know that this is the least of this movie’s problems. Also, let it be known that this wasn’t done out of arrogance. It’s been reported that producer Jason Blum made the suggestion to put Cronin’s name atop the title as to not confuse casual moviegoers. The last thing the team behind this gore-fest want is folks walking in thinking that this is a new entry in the Brendan Fraser “Mummy” franchise which this film most certainly is not. Fear not, though, as it’s looking like we’ll be seeing a new installment in that particular series sometime in 2027. As for “Lee Cronin’s latest, it’s an entirely different beast and in the end, it’s barely a “Mummy” movie at all. I mean, I’m all for liberties being taken in a modern reimagining of a familiar property but honestly, if you’re going to stray this far, maybe just call it something else.
In this blood-soaked take on “The Mummy,” journalist Charlie Cannon (Jack Reynor) and his loving wife Larissa (Laia Costa) relocate the family to Egypt for Charlie’s latest job and ultimately, they are plunged into every parent’s worst nightmare after their young daughter Katie (Emily Mitchell) goes missing. Shortly after the disappearance, the Cannon family, which includes Katie’s siblings Maude (Billie Roy) and Sebastian (Shylo Molina), do what they can to pick up the emotional pieces.
Cut to; 8 long years later. The Cannon family now reside in New Mexico, and they get the shock of their lives after receiving a call from the authorities informing them that Katie has been found but as the Cannon family quickly discover, she is not at all herself. But then, I suppose spending an extended period of time trapped in a sarcophagus would have a strange effect on a person.
Upon watching this film, one might speculate that Cronin approached the powers that be about doing a follow up to his own “Evil Dead Rise” but after getting turned down, he couldn’t take no for an answer, so he just opted to do a sort of repurposed version of “The Mummy” instead. And that’s pretty much what this movie plays like; A fusion of “Evil Dead’ and “The Exorcist” with a little “Hereditary,” “The Omen,” and “Poltergeist” thrown in for good measure.
When it comes to bringing the gore factor, Cronin ain’t no slouch. Those with a pure love for carnage candy will find plenty to grasp on to here. That said, this take on “The Mummy” is dour, ugly, brutal, and often unpleasant and even though Cronin is perfectly adept at crafting the proceedings, it does get to a point where the movie feels like it’s simply more interested in making us squirm than anything else.
Of the performances here, Laia Costa has some nice moments as a mom who tries to convince herself that there’s nothing wrong with her daughter but Reynor (an actor I’ve suggested for quite some time would make the perfect James Bond) spends the majority of the film looking at the strange happenings around him in bug-eyed fashion. The standout of the cast is Natalie Grace whose work as the older version of Katie is fittingly terrifying.
As was the case with Leigh Whannell’s disappointing adaptation of “Wolf Man,” “Lee Cronin’s The Mummy” does attempt to say something about one’s fear of not being able to protect their children but here, it’s a somewhat meager attempt because any such subtext is all but buried in an endless sea of ick. This is to say nothing of a handful of plot points that are either underexplained or make very little to no sense. Take, for instance, the medical profession as presented in this film. These so-called professionals are pretty quick to send Katie home even though there’s clearly something wrong with her. Also, where exactly was this girl for the last 8 years? “Lee Cronin’s The Mummy” treats this aspect of the proceedings as an inconvenient afterthought.
Again, there’s very little here that feels like “The Mummy.” Yes, there’s a sarcophagus and an Egyptian locale, but these things feel shoehorned in. Beyond that, for all of Cronin’s abilities when it comes to crafting fittingly shocking set pieces and skillfully working with a barrage of creative practical effects, his take on a property made famous by a decades-old classic Universal monster movie starring Boris Karloff feels pretty darn deadite-heavy by comparison. What’s more, with a runtime of 2 hours and 14 minutes, it all feels awfully long-winded for a film of this nature. At the end of the day, while this isn’t a bad film (for all its flaws, it’s more effective than the 2017 Tom Cruise headlined-take), what “Lee Cronin’s The Mummy” is most successful at doing is reminding us of a handful of better horror movies.
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