"Coolie" Review: Rajinikanth Proves Age is Just a Number in This High-Octane Thriller
"Coolie" Review: Rajinikanth Proves Age is Just a Number in This High-Octane Thriller
When 74-year-old Rajinikanth walks onto the screen in Coolie, you’d swear time has stopped just to let him look this cool. The man doesn’t just own the frame; he rewrites the rules of swag with every slow-motion stride.
Director Lokesh Kanagaraj, known for hits like Vikram and Kaithi, creates a film that’s part crime saga, part mass-hero worship, and all adrenaline. The plot? A little messy, sure, but when Rajinikanth is flipping cars and taking names, who’s counting?
The Story (Or, Just Go With It)
Rajinikanth plays **Deva a lovable tough guy who runs a hostel for down-on-their-luck youngsters. When his old friend gets murdered, Deva teams up with the dead man’s daughter (Shruti Haasan, playing damsel one too many times) to take down a brutal dockyard mafia led by Nagarjuna (smooth and chilling) and his right-hand man Soubin Shahir (who steals scenes with terrifying ease).
There’s a secret invention, coded phone calls, and enough double-crosses to give Game of Thrones a run for its money. The second half gets so twisty you might need a flowchart, but hey, logic was never the point.
Why It Works (Despite Itself)
Rajinikanth.That’s it. That’s the reason. The man could read a phone book and make it iconic.
Lokesh’s slick directionevery punch feels like a dance, every shootout like a painting.
Anirudh’s banger soundtrackhalf the movie’s hype lives in those beats.
Nagarjuna as the villain he’s having so much fun being evil that you almost root for him.
The Hiccups
- The plot goes full tangle-mode post-interval.
- Shruti Haasan’s character gets kidnapped more than Princess Peach
- That de-aging tech? A little uncanny valley, but the retro film grain helps.
Final Verdict: Pure, Unapologetic Kollywood Magic
Coolie* isn’t here to win awards for subtlety. It’s here to make you cheer, gasp, and forget your own name for 3 hours. If you love Rajinikanth (and let’s be real, who doesn’t?), this is peak Thalaivar—flaws and all.
Watch it for:
Rajinikanth being Rajinikanth
Nagarjuna swinging a machete like it’s a tennis racket
Anirudh’s music making every scene feel like a trailer
Skip it if: You need airtight logic. (But then… why are you here?)
In theaters now. Bring earplugs—the whistles in the crowd are louder than the gunshots.
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