In this film, nobody is the hero. A creator chases views, a gang chases glory, and the camera eats them both. The street becomes a stage where a slap gets more applause than a thought. I've made movies about despair, but this feels like a Black Mirror episode shot with cheap lighting. When the state reacts faster to sentiment than to violence, it teaches the worst people how to steer the plot. Turn off the applause for cruelty, or we will keep replaying the same ugly scene with new faces.