• It’s a bloated, prolonged mess of misplaced purpose that digresses from military misdeeds to animal cruelty.

  • PadMan has its premise in place. Now if only it had some wings.

  • Unravelling in the splendid but stifling interiors of his grand abode, Phantom Thread barely ventures into fresh air for a break. But it’s the most real, most riveting portrait of toxic love you’re likely to witness in a long, long time. 

  • Darkest Hour doesn’t even pretend to make it about anything else besides Oldman as he gloriously alternates between a exuberant bear, shrewd fox and vociferous lion.

    Though his animal instincts hit their peak, the script itself begins to lose its edge-of-the-seat momentum and disintegrates to revel in hollow glory and glib eloquence.

  • Imagine Shutter Island’s big twist taken completely out of context to reiterate Bollywood’s hurt on the same spot again solution.

    What emerges is as plausible as a pig head in a frog’s body.

  • While the kids are sure to learn a thing or two about good behaviour, it’s the spirit of community living gently conveyed in scenes of Paddington’s selfless involvement around his neighbourhood that make the film a lot more timely than expected from standard children’s fare

  • Kaalakaandi doesn’t always provide it, but there’s enough intrigue to play along.

  • Safe idealism or simply phony, you decide if you intend to endure 161 minutes of this toothless, tiring, plastic Tiger Zzzzzinda Hai.

  • To kill goodness takes more than the might of a dazzling lightsabre or firing walkers. Its indestructibility is asserted in the most surreal and spiritual manner by the Skywalker siblings at crucial junctures of the story.

    You don’t have to be a Star Wars nerd to enjoy its poignant pursuit of virtue.

    Like a wise green man once said, ‘Through the force, things you will see.’

  • Where most members of Fukrey Returns are as superfluous as its new, blah soundtrack, the whimsical troika of Sharma, Chadha and Pankaj Tripathi do their best to lift its plodding pace with their distinct brand of humour.

    But even the cub couldn’t suppress his yawn. I am only human.

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