It may seem like a good idea on paper – former stars locking horns, one of them performing somersaults, and a superficial angle about women’s rights thrown in, but its execution makes Gulaab Gang a difficult film to sit through. Unless you fancy the idea of watching Dixit play Salman Khan and Chawla channel Prakash Raj, you’ll find Gulaab Gang a crashing bore.

…displays massive potential, but never quite manages to live up to it (This year’s Shuddh Desi Romance?). It tries to be too many things at once – a slice-of-life comedy, a tearjerker, commentary on marriage – without really managing to nail any one of them. At best, it’s a good half time watch.

Film rides largely on the camaraderie between the two main leads, and while the actors do put in all they can into their roles, there’s little that oiled physiques, buttoned-down shirts and pectoral muscles can achieve without a decent script or good direction. Gunday has neither.

Jai Ho is so sloppily put-together, you wonder if footage of the actor taking a nap over two hours would have been more entertaining. It will, however, ensure the prophecy expressed in one of the songs – “Apna kaam banta, bhaad main jaaye janta” – comes true for its producers in the form of a fat cheque.

To Bullett Raja’s credit, it does provide entertainment sporadically, and Dhulia ensures the film isn’t as slapdash as most Devgn-Kumar films in the same space seen recently. Yet, in his effort to make a “big budget commercial film”, Dhulia seems to have lost some of his bite as a filmmaker, which is a letdown, given how good a job he was doing with entertaining audiences anyway.

…a bloody enjoyable film, even if for all the wrong reasons. Watch it in all its big-screen glory, and live to tell the tale.

Boss, in all fairness, isn’t appalling by Kumar’s standards, and that’s the best thing that can be said about it. The director seems to have some sense of how to tell a story, even though it’s largely functional.

There are rare moments in Inkaar that click, like Mishra cheekily referencing his own film, when at an ad film presentation for a condom brand, Verma comes up with the tagline, Iss Raat Ki Subah Nahi. The film, though, comes nowhere close to that, or any other, Mishra film. If you’re wise, you’ll refuse the offer to watch Inkaar at the multiplex near you.

Joker isn’t as awful as you expect it to be, falling a few degrees short of entering the ‘So Bad It’s Good’ category, a list which has had two brilliant additions this year.

Jism 2, then, has it all – ham, cheese and breasts. If that’s not your idea of entertainment, what is?