Netflix showcases The Great Khali's human side in WrestleMania's promo
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The Great Khali
has joined hands with Netflix for the latest promo film of
WrestleMania
.
Written and produced in-house by the agency
One Hand Clap
, the campaign presents the legend in a refreshing, never-seen-before light.
The promo features Khali trying his hand at a variety of activities — from creating
social media content
and making reels to appearing on
reality shows
and working a 9-to-5 job. Yet, he admits that nothing quite matches the excitement of his
WWE
days, and upon discovering that WrestleMania is now streaming on Netflix, his enthusiasm comes rushing back.
Combining Khali's towering presence with One Hand Clap's signature creative flair, the film delivers a seamless blend of emotion and light humour, capturing Khali at a reflective stage in life until WrestleMania's arrival reignites his unmistakable spark.
Naveed Manakkodan, co-founder of One Hand Clap, added, 'This is the third time we've worked with Khali, and all I can say is I can't wait to work with him for the fourth time."
Tarunark Vyas, group creative manager at One Hand Clap, said, 'The idea was about showing the human side of Khali — the gentle giant who needed a real spark to come alive again. WrestleMania gave us the perfect canvas to bring that story to life.'
The campaign for Netflix, featuring The Great Khali, exemplifies this approach, leaving a lasting impact in the digital sphere. One Hand Clap delves deep into the complexities of online culture, delivering
impactful storytelling
that authentically connects with audiences.
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