Forget Ouija, read the newspapers instead. There are more horror stories in that these days.

Their whole approach to hunt the tiger borders on the ridiculous at times. In between all the tiger hunting, there is also a molestation attempt, of one of the women that is. It is hard to understand the characters and their motivations, they are way too superficial. The special effects are a mixed bag, the odd one is impressive while some of it looks fake. The acting also borders on the amateurish. On the whole, these tigers are not burning too bright.

The writing is superficial and the actors seem to be convinced of that. The otherwise reliable Richa Chadda tries to infuse some life but even she looks disinterested at times. Nikhil Dwivedi is also saddled with a role that is no great shakes. The back ground score has a zing but pity it is wasted on a film like Tamanchey.

All the things that should happen when you have a doll like that in the house do happen- strange sounds emanate, doors close on their own, sewing machines operate automatically. All that might give a momentary scare but on the whole it doesn’t engross you.

Some of the blemishes no withstanding, Ekkees Toppon Ki Salaami is a cut above the rest.

Both the lead characters are not in their element- Katrina was not exactly Meryl Streep to begin with but she is embarrassing in some scenes. Hrithik also looks like someone who is not particularly interested or convinced in the proceedings. It would be fair to say that the stuntman did more work than him in the film. In one word, this film is avoidable.

The acting, especially Parineeti Chopra and the reliable Anupam Kher are the saving grace. While the film has got some of the things right, the fact is that the story is a dud. I was left hungry, not for food but for a good film.

While it barely starts off on an okay note towards the end you get the feeling that everyone involved with the film just get on and finish it as a formality. The Price as a result has very little to offer.

Having made several films of this genre, Vikram Bhatt is very much on auto-pilot mode with all the standard tropes. It all gets very exhausting by the end. To recover completely from it, this is the advice I got “Poornima ki raat, bottled water ke saath, char bottle vodka peeni padege” Teetotalers like me have no hope in that case.

Teeny boppers who have watched the previous films will not miss this one but on the whole it -doesn’t have a great deal to offer.