Ironically, and perhaps reflecting the sad state of Bollywood’s growth, in 2015 we get a film titled ‘Kaagaz ke Fools’, which is so regressive and dated that it just might have made some sense back in the 50s. Well, if nothing, the film makes us painfully aware of the difference between a phool and a fool.

…takes a nosedive in the second half with the lines and the script plummeting to low levels of silliness. The climax kills it altogether as it gets into the predictable clichéd preachy mode. One is disappointed at the sheer waste of a good opportunity and ensemble cast.

…is one of those films that was made with public funding and that’s one reason why the director had an additional responsibility of making this a good film. Sadly, it doesn’t live up to the trust put in by the people to make sure that it sees the light of the day. The intention is right — it deals with a relevant social issue of how old parents are abandoned by their children and looked at as inconvenience — but the execution definitely is not.

This is a movie so bad that one is truly curious to understand the ‘creative process’ that went into bringing it alive. It’s a semi-porn rubbish masquerading as an intense romantic story…

The performances are decent, the story is fantastic and the climax is moving, all but spoilt by an amateurish execution.

Watch it if brazen in your face is enough to titillate you. If not, let’s wait for a more mature film dealing with sex.

One consistent thought that you get while enduring this immature, supposedly funny, too clever for its own good film is ‘what the hell is happening?’ and that thought stays with you even after it’s over. This film (can it really be called one?) is more a random putting together of terribly executed scenes, filled with characters who seem to be injected with some kind of drug that kept them bubbling with a surplus of energy and irritating enthusiasm.

Thanks to the uninspiring script, the ho-hum performances, dull cinematography (Coorg could have looked so much more beautiful) and lackluster dialogues, you want to grab a cup of coffee to slap yourself awake once you are done with the movie.

A decade after ‘Ab Tak Chappan’ was released, this apology of a sequel brutally kills the original. Shoddy production qualities, uneven background music, jaded dialogues and pointless, unimaginative script scheme together to make this sequel a bit of a disaster.

If you are a Lal Bahadur Shastri fan and revere history, don’t waste your sentiments on this film. A primary school skit is put together with more finesse.