The film is exceedingly well cast, as David Tennant and Rosamund Pike spit fire at each other. It’s a bit unfortunate that Rosamund Pike is once again playing the wife in an uneven marriage, hopefully she won’t be typecast in the future. Connolly is his usual likable self, lobbing little one liners becomes a cakewalk for him. The climax is as predictable as it is sappy, but when the material is so much fun, it hardly matters.

…if you’re looking for a smart movie that goes into the morality and ethics of never ageing, you’ll have to look elsewhere.

The film thinks it would be hilarious to use the word ‘fafda’ as a euphemism for ‘f*ck’, presumably because Gujjus love fafda more than … never mind. So, taking a leaf out of Welcome to Karachi’s script, heed this warning: everyone involved in this fafda film overacts, there isn’t remotely a fafda funny line to make you fafda laugh, it looks tacky as fafda, is loud enough to make your fafda eardums fafda explode, and long enough to deplete your fafda hairline.

I have a few good friends in Karachi. My deepest apologies to all of them on behalf of Bollywood.

There’s a gigantic Tsunami like wave as well, that packs enough tension to keep your popcorn intake flowing. Really, with The Rock and falling architecture that’s good enough excuse to waste some time at the movies, but ultimately that’s what the movie is, a waste of time, and a tiresome one at that.

The biggest letdown of the movie is that it isn’t scary at all – it makes you wonder what the filmmakers were aiming for. Neither is the drama powerful enough to keep you interested, nor are there any cheap thrills for fun. ‘Maggie’ ultimately is stuck somewhere in between the two ends, and is a fairly big disappointment, especially for fans of Arnold Schwarzenegger.

The only differentiating factor in the remake is that it veers away from the original in the third act, but by that time the film has already betrayed its audiences. There’s no escaping that you’re watching something you’ve seen a dozen times before. If only there was a dimension of ghosts who terrorize filmmakers who rely on clichés to entertain his audiences.

The film is also fast paced, and there’s a fair amount of action as well so it’s never boring as such. It’s just that there’s nothing beyond the surface, and that’s a major step down from a filmmaker who brought us ‘Ratatouille’ and ‘The Incredibles’.

As of now, Tanu Weds Manu Returns is half a good movie, and half a dunderhead. If you consider both halves of this movie like a couple, then one of them surely needed to give some love and affection to the other before the fuse blew.

The ‘conspiracy’ angle is amusingly predictable with the inside man ‘revealing ‘ himself as if no one expected it. When it comes to B movie fun you can hardly go wrong with ‘Big Game’. Let’s just hope there’s a sequel that is even more ridiculous, pardon the pun, in nature.

Note that this is no Birdman or a gritty diatribe on the fine line between morality and riches, it’s an out and out commercial film rendered with all the commercial trappings of the genre. There are plenty of laughs along the way, mostly thanks to Al Pacino’s gregarious performance. The dramatic stuff is also present and handled quite subtly. The supporting cast is terrific, with Annette Bening, Jennifer Garner, Christopher Plummer and Bobby Canavale as the son. They all have little details that make them fairly likable.