Antim: The Final Truth

Antim is a violent, testosterone-filled crime drama where men shoot first and don't even think later.

Everything else, in this Pune-based actioner chock full of Marathi inflections and accents, is a filler.

Salman Khan's stardom torpedoes a solid story.

Antim: The Final Truth is so done to death that even criticising it feels like an exercise in monotony.

If you are willing to tolerate this film's obvious need to be woke and loud, you may even enjoy the good vs evil drama.

In the hands of Mahesh Manjrekar and producer Salman Khan, Antim is a gigantic purposeless mess, and one has no idea behind any character's intentions.

There is barely enough bandwidth for one narrative, let alone the mentor who insists on sterilizing the narrative for his fanbase. The turban does look good on Khan, though...

The whole enterprise can be summarized in six words: characters bleat, bullets dance, bodies fall.

A diluted remake of a Marathi hit...

Antim: The Final Truth is less of a film that wants to tell a story and more a business proposal to hoist Aayush Sharma as an action hero.