Even if you somehow get over the nausea of the cash grab, the humor in the film doesn’t do much to keep you entertained. There’s fart jokes, pop culture stereotypes and puns based on planes, the lowest form of animation filmmaking that exists.

The problem with the sequel is that it banks on the very same things to sell itself. More of the same is passable fun, but not satisfying enough to people who loved the first film and look forward to an expanded universe in the sequel. Given the ‘Kick-Ass”s relatively tiny profit it was a miracle that the sequel got made, and in a way the filmmakers wasted a golden opportunity to create something truly great.

Unfortunately what the film has turned out to be is a miserable ripoff of ‘Men in Black’, with the joyless tone of ‘Abraham Lincoln Vampire Hunter’ and the half-baked quality of ‘Hansel and Gretel Witch Hunters’.

Whether or not you believe in demonic possessions, ‘The Conjuring’ is guaranteed to give you a sleepless night or two.

The story doesn’t make a lick of sense and that would’ve been fine had the film actually been funny instead of tedious.

This is not only a good looking, splendidly directed, shot and acted film, but also a hopeful snapshot of Bombay producing intelligent, challenging yet entertaining cinema on a mainstream scale instead of star studded commercialized hogwash.

Though some of the cinematography is stunning, and practicing gymnasts and torso enthusiasts will love Akhtar’s exceptional physique, it’s neither riveting entertainment nor smart filmmaking for the rest of us.

This is an expensive movie and Snyder makes sure you leave the theatre feeling happy about investing your money in his work. The frustrations arrive in the form of 3D, which absolutely hacks the cinematography and the special effects with a scythe and murders the fun out of the film.

Towards the end of the film Lawrence takes on the football crazy family and delivers a rapid-fire monologue that pretty much annihilates everyone else in the room. By the end of her monologue I found myself standing up and clapping, having fallen completely in love with Miss Lawrence. I’d be surprised if you don’t experience something similar.

I am Kalam is a delight to sit through. It is one of the bright spots in a dim period for half-witted commercial films. Don’t miss it.