Film

Pizza

Name: Pizza
Genre: Thriller, Comedy, Romance, Horror
Released: 2012
Cast: Vijay Sethupathi, Remya Nambeesan, Aadukalam Naren, Karunakaran, Bobby Simha

Other titles called Pizza: the 2014 film.

Mystery

Pizza is a Tamil horror-thriller that uses a pizza delivery as the gateway to genuine dread. It's inventive genre-mixing—comedy bleeding into real scares—with a visual imagination that outpaces its modest budget. Smart enough to amuse you, unsettling enough to work. For viewers who like their horror playful but not safe.

TMDb rating

3.5

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