Our Debut Feature — Coming Soon
Four families. Four fronts. One clock. Believed to be the world’s first feature-length, fully AI-generated military war film.
Scene 01 — About the Movie
On one ordinary morning, coordinated attacks strike across seven Indian states.
In the National Crisis Room, India’s leaders must choose how the nation answers, firmly and without losing control. Across the country, four families are caught in the same moment, each on a different front.
Fault Lines is an 85-minute English-language war drama about the Army, Navy and Air Force, and the families who stand behind them. It was written, directed and produced by one man, in 30 days, for ₹2 lakh.
The story continues in Fault Lines – Operation Chakravyuh (2027): one Indian answer across land, air, sea, space and cyber, decided with restraint, intelligence and diplomacy in mind.
An officer, his wife and daughter at Jammu Cantonment, near the Line of Control.
A family on a pilgrimage to Kamakhya Temple, Guwahati.
A naval officer’s family in Colaba, and a farewell at Mumbai’s dockyard.
Fighter pilots at Sulur Air Force Station, Coimbatore.
Scene 03 — Meet the Director
Writer, Director & Producer, Fault Lines | Founder, Shivasam Visuals
His vision: to prove that world-class cinema can come from anywhere. ShivaSam sees AI not as a replacement for filmmakers but as a crew that opens the door to anyone with a story, and he wants Indian stories, made in India, on screens around the world.
His creativity: a storyteller who thinks in images, he writes every script, designs every character and world, and directs each of the 552 clips of Fault Lines shot by shot, combining technology, research and a lifelong love of cinema.
“If you can imagine it, you can now show it.”
Scene 04 — Meet the Star Cast
Nine videos, a lot of complaints. Hosted by Shakti and Aarav in the Shivasam Cinemas lobby. All characters are AI-generated.
A commando whose big scene was painting a volcano.
Every ship in the Navy, in one afternoon.
“Phone away.” Eighty-one times.
Two pilots, one omelette, zero helicopters.
One post, two soldiers and a lot of confused tea.
The lamp that became a ceiling fan.
“Script demand?!”
“Papa’s army ship!” “Navy.” “Same thing.”
A commando who painted a volcano, a Navy commander folding paper boats, and a romantic song that went from Switzerland to Kashmir at minus twenty.
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