Some films are made by teams of wildly talented people working together toward a shared vision.
And then there’s C.202, which appears to have been written, directed, edited, scored, and possibly catered by Munna Kasi, a man who looked at filmmaking as a group sport and said, “Nah, I’ll solo this raid.”
The result?
A horror film so confusingly assembled that even the ghosts look like they want to quit the movie and join a different haunting.
Welcome to the Villa: Where Tantrik Evil Lives and Logic Has Packed Its Bags
The story — and I’m being extremely generous calling it that — revolves around a family that buys a beautiful villa at a suspiciously low price. Of course, it’s haunted. Of course, it’s cursed. Of course, nobody in the family has ever seen a horror movie before, because they walk into this villa the same way people in toothpaste commercials walk into a bathroom: cheerful, oblivious, and ready to make bad decisions.
But this isn’t just any haunting. No, no.
This house is infused with tantrik powers — which is movie-speak for:
“Something evil is happening and we didn’t bother to research actual tantrik rituals, so just pretend the spooky lighting and chanting tracks are authentic.”
The supernatural events begin immediately. Things move on their own. Shadows wiggle. Doors slam. Characters scream dramatically into nothing. And the CGI? It’s the kind of CGI that makes you nostalgic for 2003 PowerPoint effects.
Within an hour, the film makes it abundantly clear that the villa is haunted, cursed, possessed, and possibly also needs a good fumigation.
Munna Kasi: Horror Hero or One-Man Overachiever Gone Rogue?
Munna Kasi not only directs and writes the movie — he stars in it.
Yes, he cast himself as the hero.
Yes, he gave himself the majority of the dramatic close-ups.
Yes, he is the bravest, smartest, most tantrik-fighting-est man alive.
If he could’ve played the ghost, he would’ve.
If he could’ve played the entire supporting cast, he would’ve.
By the halfway mark, you begin to suspect he edited the movie on a laptop running Windows XP during a power outage, using the glow of a single LED candle to guide his choices.
There’s bravado, and then there’s “I am going to personally carry this entire film like an exhausted Sherpa dragging a tourist up Mt. Everest.”
This is the latter.
Sharon Riah Fernandez: The Scream Queen Who Probably Regrets Reading the Script
Sharon Riah Fernandez plays the leading lady, whose main job in the movie is to:
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Look terrified
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Look more terrified
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Deliver exposition about the villa’s past
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Look the most terrified while CGI spirits float by like spectral screen savers
She does her best with what she’s given, which is essentially a haunted-house escape room scenario with no escape, no clues, and no working script supervisor.
Every time she screams, you can feel her soul whispering, “I auditioned for other movies.”
Supporting Cast: Legendary Actors, Questionable Career Choices
The supporting cast includes some genuinely talented veterans:
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Tanikella Bharani as Bura, a man who looks like he wandered onto set expecting a serious drama but stayed because someone gave him tea
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Subhalekha Sudhakar, who brings gravitas even while surrounded by discount-demon fog
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Y. Vijaya, who appears briefly and likely escaped before they could give her more dialogue
These actors do their absolute best to inject emotional depth into a script that treats logic like toxic waste. Their presence elevates the movie… slightly. Like putting fancy curtains in a building that’s on fire.
The Horror: A Mix of Jump Scares and Unintended Laughter
Let’s breakdown the horror elements:
Jump scares:
Mostly predictable, occasionally laughable.
At one point a ghost appears so suddenly that even the ghost looks surprised.
Atmosphere:
The villa is dark, moody, and filled with enough fog to qualify as a vaping convention.
Tantrik elements:
Chanting! Flames! Symbols!
None of which connect to anything, but they sure do look spooky in low-budget lighting.
CGI:
Imagine you asked your nephew to animate a ghost on his school-issued Chromebook.
That’s what we’re dealing with.
Actual fear factor:
The biggest fear is that the movie might suddenly get another sequel.
The Plot Twist: Past Trauma! Curses! Destiny! Etc.!
Midway through the film, we get the big revelation:
The family wasn’t randomly drawn to the haunted villa.
Oh no.
It was their fate all along, tied to their past, as though karma itself wanted them to buy real estate in the worst possible location.
This twist lands about as gracefully as a drunk pigeon.
It’s meant to be deep and shocking, but since we barely know the characters — and the script treats backstory like optional DLC — the emotional impact is… nonexistent.
The Climax: “Did We Beat the Evil?” asks the film. “Probably Not,” replies the audience.
The hero fights the evil forces using:
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Courage
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Tantrik knowledge
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And presumably, the sheer willpower of a man who refuses to let the film end without a dramatic monologue
There’s chanting, running, slow-motion, and more fake smoke than a 90s music video.
Eventually, the evil is defeated…
OR IS IT???
The film ends with one of those horror-movie codas where something spooky happens in the final shot, just so the director can say:
“See? We can make C.203 if audiences demand it!”
Spoiler alert:
They won’t.
Final Verdict: A Horror Film So Bad It Might Actually Be Haunted
C.202 is the kind of movie that feels like it was made specifically to keep YouTube reviewers employed. It’s full of melodrama, awkward pacing, half-rendered ghosts, and more plot holes than supernatural holes in the wall.
But as a piece of accidental comedy?
It’s glorious.
Watch it with friends.
Watch it with alcohol.
Watch it as a cautionary tale about the dangers of giving one man too many job titles.
Final takeaway:
The villa might be cursed, but the real curse was sitting through all 135 minutes of this movie.
If the evil still lurks in the shadows, honestly, let it.
At least it’s better written.
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