The only saving grace of MBKD is Ali Zafar, who plays the ‘Brother’ in the film. The Pakistani actor is amazingly natural on-camera, confident and talented in equal measure, and brings some charm to an otherwise listless film.

TGIYB, in the end, is a middling effort that has its share of highs, but leaves you unmoved and slightly disappointed.

Even Salman Khan isn’t reason enough to endure Bodyguard. Pity.

Simple as Shabri is, director Marathe makes the film a gritty watch that keeps you fairly engaged. At around 95 minutes, that’s not so bad.

It’s a bit like a pocket dynamite – small, but effective. Give it a shot.

When Not A Love Story started, it seemed like it was a bad film so enjoyable that it could be recommended. But soon, you realise that this kind of skullduggery wouldn’t be advisable for anyone. As the low-held Canon 5D follows Mahie Gill’s bosom, or is placed strategically below her legs, you are sickened by the desperate attempt at titillation.

I Am Kalam is a gripping watch that leaves you feeling uplifted and positive. Try not to miss it.

A super performance by Pankaj Kapur aside — he’s brilliant as usual — there’s not much going for Chala Mussaddi. You’d rather stay home and watch reruns.

A good plot (lifted from another film) and a lovely performance by Prashant Narayanan could have made Murder 2 watchable, but shoddy writing ruins it. A shorter, slicker thriller would have been more enjoyable than the masala mash that is Murder 2.

Shaitan may or may not be the best thing to happen to Hindi cinema, and reactions to the film will probably differ. But whether you hate, love or are left indifferent by it, give it a shot. Mainly because it’s made by a filmmaker with a unique voice. Most don’t have any.