Remember those chunky comic digests we all ran to buy as kids? Glossy covers, flashy packaging, and the promise of endless adventures. Only to flip the pages and realize half the content was recycled from older issues. That’s exactly the feeling you get while watching War 2. Ayan Mukerji’s big-ticket sequel enters the YRF Spy Universe with booming guns, flashy stunts, and a star lineup. However, the shine soon begins to wear off. Beneath the gloss, it feels like a rerun— only with bigger muscles, faster cars, and more slow-motion shots.
War 2 – Box Muscle, Storyline Slim
Here’s no denying the numbers— War 2 stormed into theaters with record-breaking openings. Box office reports suggest it raked in over ₹100 crore in the first weekend alone, proving that star power still sells tickets faster than hot samosas in the interval line. Hrithik Roshan returns as the poster boy of action, Jr. NTR brings firepower, and Kiara Advani adds glam. But here’s the catch— the movie flexes biceps more than it flexes brains. It’s like a gym rat who never read a book— impressive at first glance, but not much to talk about later.
Style Over Story
Here’s the thing— the film is gorgeous to look at. The stars look chiselled, the sets shine, and the trailer moments live up to their hype.
But beyond the glossy packaging, the narrative feels like a thinly stretched digest—you’ve probably read before. While Kiara Advani dazzles with her charm, her character is underwritten, reduced to glamour shots rather than meaningful arcs. It’s less about espionage and more about hero worship.
Enter Rajinikanth’s Coolie – Old School Meets Mass Cinema
Now, contrast this with Coolie, Rajinikanth’s much-awaited entertainer. While War 2 tries to impress with Hollywood-style spy gimmicks, Coolie walks in with raw desi charm. Rajinikanth doesn’t need a spy universe to pull crowds; he IS the universe. One punch, one liner, and the audience is whistling like school kids bunking class. The film taps into nostalgia, emotion, and pure masala—things Bollywood often forgets in its obsession with “cinematic universes.”
Originality Over Gloss
Coolie’s buzz is less about glossy packaging and more about Rajini’s sheer charisma and the nostalgia it promises. Where War 2 struggles to balance content with stardom, Coolie is being celebrated for letting stardom become the content. It’s a reminder that keeping it real packs more punch than stuffing yet another “universe” just for the hype.
At the end, War 2 delivers box office fireworks but leaves you craving more meat in the story. Coolie, on the other hand, reminds us why Rajinikanth remains the undisputed Boss– sometimes raw swag and emotional soul hit harder than gravity-defying stunts and CGI.
If Bollywood is chasing the spy-universe dream, it might want to slow down, take a page out of Thalaivar’s playbook, and remember—audiences love heroes, but they truly worship storytellers.
Both movies are good and worth to watch