Mahdi Ahmed

If you’re reading this, you already know — I only write about films I love. And oh, boy, did I love Lokah Chapter 1: Chandra.

Let’s start with this: Lokah is ambitious. The kind of ambition that makes a producer both terrified and deeply impressed. It’s one of those “historic, colossal, echoing commercial flop” risks that somehow didn’t flop — because every rupee of that ambition is right there on screen. Hats off to producer Dulquer Salmaan and director Dominic Arun. They didn’t just swing for the fences; they built an entirely new stadium out of folklore, neon, and sheer audacity.

For a Malayalam film, the technical brilliance isn’t just “good.” It’s jaw-dropping. Nimish Ravi’s cinematography turns Bengaluru into a rain-slicked cyberpunk fever dream. The VFX? Seamless. Jakes Bejoy’s score? An electrifying, myth-soaked pulse that doesn’t just accompany scenes — it devours them. It looks and sounds like a 100-crore film, and it feels like a benchmark for what Malayalam cinema can be.

Now, I’ve seen the hot takes. “It’s all setup.” “The plot’s thin.” “It’s just a Chapter One.”

As a screenwriter, I say: Exactly. That’s the brilliance.

We’ve been spoon-fed tidy, three-act comfort-food stories for so long that we’ve forgotten the thrill of a real saga beginning to unfold. Lokah isn’t incomplete; it’s deliberately patient. It’s the cinematic equivalent of the first hundred pages of a dense fantasy epic — a world-building overture that trusts the audience to lean in and connect the dots.

The organ-trafficking plot? That’s not the story — that’s the ignition. The simple thread that drags us into a dense, mythic world. It gives Chandra (Kalyani Priyadarshan) something to punch — and she does, with elegance and raw ferocity.

And speaking of her — what a performance. Kalyani’s quiet, internal portrayal is the definition of “less is more.” She’s not emotionless; she’s anciently tired. You can see the centuries in her silence. That’s a hard thing to play — and a harder thing to appreciate if you’re scrolling your phone between scenes. But for those of us who watch, it’s a treat.

As a filmmaker, I wasn’t just impressed by Lokah — I was envious. It’s bold, beautiful, and unapologetically itself.

Lokah Chapter 1 doesn’t just raise the bar — it redraws it with fire and neon. This is the kind of cinema that reminds me why I fell in love with movies in the first place.

A must-see.

PS. Turning those narrative moments into living comic panels, that wasn’t just style. That was storytelling evolution — smart, gutsy, and perfectly executed. More of that, please.