Films like these are supposed to be hard-hitting. Once they begin to hit you on your head, it usually becomes quite hard to recover for a while. But this one takes things a little further. I speak from experience. I’m still feeling dizzy.

The movie is clever and fun for the most part. Yet, as you step back for a second, you realise this is a contemporary ‘Muslim social drama’, and it is about lower middle class Indians.

To be fair, I’m not the target group for this movie. It’s probably aimed at audiences aged 14 or 15 or under (whether mentally or chronologically). All I could do was wonder what was getting on my nerves more: screechy Sonam’s over-acting or a terribly underwhelming story-line. Now that’s a tough call.

As a film-buff, it’s gently reassuring sometimes to find marquee names that don’t just chase big opening day figures but good films too. With time, Finding Fanny will find fans. I’m only one of the early ones.

Sometimes we watch films to feel inspired, since there is such little in our lives that make us feel the same way. There is enough exhilarating drama in Mary’s life. I’m glad the filmmakers kind of play it straight. The story of Magnificient Mary is still being told. She is currently aiming for gold in the next Olympics. Her story so far should certainly be watched!

If you disengage yourself from logic of any kind, it still sort of works, although some will buy it, many others won’t. Some of the twists and set-ups are quite clever, even if done in by the rest of the film.

You’re bored to death wondering when the heroine will just morph into a female Salman and get on with it. Oh, she does, but only very briefly. Ah okay. Then what’s the point.

This picture is unique not so much for its subject as for the manner and choice of the story being told. The film effectively employs techniques of narrative fiction to spin a hugely engaging, entertaining drama. The chief protaganist is an appealing anti-hero (Loha Singh).

Films that are so meticulously designed to become a hit, more often than not, hit your head really hard. This picture is not an exception in that sense.

You know the actual content will be the filler between stunts involving somersaults and rubbing salt on open wounds, or as in this case, literally shooting at the villains’ bums. So you sit back, push some cotton wool into your ears and ideally wear a helmet to protect the precious space between the ears, because so many guns firing at the same time can drill a serious hole in your head. If that suits you fine, go ahead then, drill a hole in your wallet as well.

As filmmakers, they’ve managed to achieve the near impossible— managed to make Sajid Khan’s slapstick Humshakals look great in comparison. As if unsure of their movie’s intent, they’ve even titled it Entertainment. I’m sorry, but if this is entertainment, then I want to know what’s the word for a person banging his head against the wall for over two hours, having shelled out money to do that as well? No, don’t answer that.