Sarbjit is a brave attempt, but the treatment is so melodramatic and so shrill, you come away with a heavy aching head, instead of a heavy heart at the tragedy of the peoples from both sides of the border.

It’s a brave but pointless attempt to make a fallen star look less fallen. Is there such a thing? The film claims it to be a work of fiction, and manages to make it such a drag, you wonder why they would try and convince people that there was righteous innocence in a game known to be tainted by money.

Nonsensical attempt to sound posh by giving it a fancy title and claiming that it tackles subjects like Naxalites in Chattisgarh. If there is an original idea in the film it is that Naxalites are everywhere amongst us, and that they could be anyone: your doctor, your best friend, your banker, your lawyer, government officials and that they are biding their time for a bloodbath on the streets. Howlarious.

Dimpled Rajasthani prince is suddenly possessed by an evil spirit that makes him contort horribly. Wifey goes back to her home state where cardboard cutout Royal family takes her to priest. It’s black magic! The only guy who can save her husband is her ex boyfriend. Or can he? The movie starts out to be interesting then goes through an entire checklist of horror movie cliches until you are weary…

Lad obsessed with a beautiful girl he met in a faraway land discovers she lives in the same city, is a propah sati-savitri and begins to stalk her. And his attempts at being stalker are so pathetic you cannot but laugh. Everyone tries so hard to ‘act’, you wish it were an honest to God skin flick instead of this dreadful feminist ‘equal right to make out with strangers’ thing…

For a remake of a Malayalam movie this one tells the tale based on a true story, but it becomes so tedious because it tries too hard to infuse the TV drama pace of Kiefer Sutherland’s 24 and ends up being tedious.

If this were a Disney movie, there would be a song playing continuously: A tale as old as time… Before you can complete the song and sing, ‘Beauty and the beast!’Cliche upon cliche is piled up in this movie that should have been named Captain Obvious. Even the fights are so choreographed there is nothing new. Yes, the one star goes to Tiger Shroff for effort and for growing some facial fuzz.

The last Pursuit of Happyness style ending is so bad, you want to shake someone up and say could you simply just tell a story and allow the audience to make up their minds about the importance of never losing hope and dreaming big without you having to explain it all?

This is a precious little gem of a film, despite it’s obvious moral science lesson. Watch!

Who could think that stealing blood and selling it for profit would be the stuff that could have you grinning in the dark of the theater? It is. And the characters that have been created seem to be unrepentant and brazen in their greed. If only the exaggerations could be reined in, this would be a wonderfully dark comic film.

There is death, and destruction of a premise that could have been a wonderful thriller if only the whole movie had been handled with a little more finesse.