But the central flaw with the film is Mr. X himself who never piques our interest and is as hollow inside as he is on the outside. Steer clear.

…a half-entertaining story that unfolds between songs, some past life mumbo-jumbo, sprinkles of Rajasthan exotica, and a good-looking cast that makes it somewhat bearable. And why half-entertaining? Because it’s so ludicrous, it’s almost fun!

Ladies, if you like being called ‘Party Pack’ and ‘Family Pack’ and have the same IQ as the female characters of this film, you too might dissolve into giggles and enjoy the cheeky humiliation. For those men who think being creepy is cute, this is your fairytale. For all the sane people, call your DVD guy to rent out a genuine sex comedy instead!

The cast is sprightly and earnest, but let down by a dodgy script and inadequate execution. Director Amit Khanna gives us a film with a reasonably interesting premise, but executed in an outdated, offensive and dull manner. You truly wish they’d change the title tagline.

The film can be endured by those excited enough to see Nana Patekar back in action, such that they’ll overlook the film’s shortcomings. If that’s not you, it’s wiser to pass.

Debut director Vibhu Virender Puri was probably attempting— as one can see from the visual splendor, shots of magic realism, and wry humour— to make a Wes Anderson-meets-Sanjay Leela Bhansali style epic. But barring the film’s story and a few immersing scenes, all you have is characters you don’t emotionally invest in, bizarre dialogue, and a lifeless romance. That’s unfortunate indeed, as this story was rich with possibilities.

The film is full of improbable developments, convenient cinematic license and absurd portions. The only redeeming features are the ensemble cast, a few engaging action portions and a fast-paced second half.

Shankar’s latest a complete disaster! ‘I’ really want to know how a film with such an interesting premise ended up as such a watered-down version. Too bad, really!

This is a below-par film – an unabashed copy, relying on a few lame thrills and the erotica to sail through. Whether it will, is for the audience to decide.

Bring on the yawns! It does seem that South Indian cinema has moved on and is exploring some wildly interesting stories, while Bollywood is perplexingly keen on retracting steps. This has to stop. Let’s hope this is not a sign of things to come in 2015.