What could have sounded a laugh riot on paper ends up as ridiculous on the big screen. Of course the intentions are right and the situations spot on but apart from a few stinging comments on the polity, it fails to grow into a cogent commentary on the state of affairs.

In the process of packing everything that a generous buffet meal can offer, he doesn’t let the narrative breath. It often jumps like Hulk from one point to another.

In the age of artificial intelligence, the emotion also feels artificial. Like the heart of Ultron, it thumps but the nuts and bolts don’t generate the same impact as muscles and veins.

Stirred well, Maragarita leaves a heady feeling…

An accomplished piece of work whose natural tone is surreal…

Humorous in parts, the film tries too hard to strike home the point.

Every plot point leads to either a song or a love making sequence with all the leading men in the film getting their turn leaving little for imagination. Enough fodder to keep the target audience swooning. And yes, here CBFC shows how liberal it is.

A stylish noir adventure soaked in surprise and substance in equal measure.

The destination is clear from a distance but running along Neeson is not a waste of time.

A smart spectacle where action choreography delivers the goods.

Director Shadaab Mirza reinvents the premise in the dance bars, giving us an insight as how these bars were maligned by politicians with vested interests. Mirza seems to be confident that he is making an epic romance but actually he is picking nuts and bolts from classics to create a unit of clichés with lots of wood work.