When you walk into Daddy, you are entering a world where Mumbai was Bombay. A world where prosthetic noses are the norm and killing about a dozen men a day with a barrage of bullets is mandatory. The liquor is cheap, the morals are loose; and the locales reek of noir styling. From this hellscape rises one man who evolves from being a hired thug to a respected member of his community.
You might think that logline resembles that of the recent Raees or the not-so-recent Nayagan (and you wouldn't be wrong). As the anti-smoking ads fade into the smoke they advocate against and the fi....