…the lack of cohesive storytelling really kills the film. God is presented as a creepy kid with a scowl on his face, but there is no sense of something being at stake in the film. You also don’t really feel for anyone or anything in the film.

There isn’t a single boring moment in the movie — it just zips and flies along from the moment it opens. The zip-zoom tone clearly shows that this was aimed at the younger kids whose attention span is significantly less than adults. But it’s hard for even adults to be not entertained by such harmless and colourful fun.

Horrible Bosses was packed with misogyny, a large helping of perversion and a big dose of mean spirited nonsense passing off as risque comedy. In short, it was the quintessential fratboy comedy made by and for dudes. It made a boatload of money, so a sequel was inevitable. Fast forward to two years, and we have it, and it is exactly what you expect it to be — Horrible Bosses 2 is mostly a horrible movie.

Whatever little excitement the film generates only happens in the final 20 minutes, so it’s a really long wait for those not gifted with the virtue called patience. The lack of action and a plot only makes it obvious that Mockingjay was split in two parts for monetary reasons.

Ungli is a wasted opportunity, because it had all the tools for a fun comedy thriller. Perhaps next time D’Silva will deign to shoehorn melodrama when the comedy is working so well. The good thing about Ungli is it runs just shy of two hours, so even if you dislike the film, you’ll forget it the moment you reach home in time for dinner. The final shot of the movie is a giant hand showing you the middle finger, so whether you take that as a hint or not, is left to you.

Dumb and Dumber To deserves to be buried under two feet of mud, alongside the dead fragments of my childhood. You can either watch this film or could plug in the famous Crash Test Dummies song, put on your headphones and drift away into the nostalgic delights of the ’90s, when the world was perfect and movies took you on a snowy ride to Aspen.

The visuals really are top notch, especially with Seydoux’s red dress flowing across the snowy white forest. It’s not as dark as one expects it to be, but it’s fun nonetheless, especially if you have kids for company.

The film doesn’t end Wick’s character — if Hollywood were looking for a fresh new alternative to the Bond franchise, they really should make more ‘John Wick’ movies. Wick is a lot more fun than what Bond and Bourne could ever be. And he kick a ton of ass. Very stylishly.

I do not know what alchemy Linklater performed to pull off such a project, but he somehow did it. And for a film buff, it’s a reason to rejoice. It’s a reason to rediscover your love for cinema. It’s a reason to take everyone you know to the nearest theatre and return home with some seriously fond memories.

Kill/Dil is terrible in places, but unfortunately it doesn’t come down to the unintentionally funny, disaster zone like Shaad Ali’s previous effort, Jhoom Barabar Jhoom.