It’s as much fun as getting your privates stuck in your zipper.

The last Prabhu Dheva outing, ‘R Rajkumar’, was so unbearable that I thought I would be scarred for life. ‘Action Jackson’ is almost as vile: the only reason I stuck around was to see if Ajay Devgn would start making like Prabhu Dheva by the end. No, he doesn’t.

Action Jackson is a drinking game of a film, one well over the so-bad-it’s-good line, its main merit being that in a sea of superstar-massaging vehicles, it holds some genuine surprises — and makes sure its hero looks like a jackass.

I’ve seen plenty of bad films this year but Action Jackson raises the bar on awful. I’m sure I’ve lost a few brain cells with this one. I request you to stay at home — I have suffered it so you don’t have to.

To put it briefly, watch Action Jackson if you are a Prabhudheva or Ajay Devgn fan, because otherwise there isn’t a single dialogue you haven’t heard and this is one of the films where they say ‘Do not take your brains to the theatres’.

There are bad films, there are so-bad-they-are-good films. And then there is ‘Action Jackson’. Bollywood has trained us well enough to know that we are not to use our grey cells one bit while watching films like ‘Action Jackson’.

Action Jackson, a surefire Golden Kela contender, could give Humshakals a run for its money. Give it a miss.

If you’re not looking for a mentally stimulating fare, enjoy this ride that is basically meant for the filmi keedas.

With “Action Jackson”, Bollywood’s masala entertainer just got uglier and louder, and, if past audience reactions are anything to go by, is well on its way to box office glory.

Endure this only if you are a true blue Ajay Devgn fan, otherwise revisit Rowdy Rathore, Prabu Deva’s better version of Action Jackson.

Action Jackson is just action scenes and random songs put together to fill 145 minutes of screen time. This film is beyond repair.

Golden Kela and its likes are away but the worst film of the year is hands down this. At the ‘Break Of Dawn’ Michael Jackson must emerge from his grave, pull Prabhu by the collar for using his name, punch him and exclaim, “You ain’t criminally good but hell you’ve been hit by Smooth Criminal.” Beat it!

Action Jackson is a vicious assault to the senses…Move over Humshakals and O Teri. The award for the worst film of the year goes to Action Jackson.

Action Jackson matches up to neither Prabhudheva’s film making nor an Ajay Devgn film. It is an extreme downer for those expecting a full on action-packed ‘masala’ film. With a done to death plot and an absolutely nothing new to offer, the only thing that this film latches onto is Ajay Devgn who maintains his swagger well enough.

People slap each other for no particular reason and women are punched in the face and if there was a race for pregnant women to run in high heels, Yami Gautam would win it hands down. Prabhudheva ji also tries to be a Tarantino and Roberto Rodriguez in the action scenes and needless to say, he fails.

After three hours (2 hours 25 minutes to be precise), which felt like eternity, the discombobulating was officially over. I hugged myself and advise that you do the same. What a waste!

‘Action Jackson’ is a loud, inane offering that mixes over-the-top action with crass comedy in a way that is unlikely to pass muster even with the movie-going constituency that it is primarily targeted at.

Despite all its technical merits, the one most prominent feature of Action Jackson is its incoherence. Most of the film just doesn’t make any sense. There are patches of brilliance. But none of that can save this goulash conceived from inconsistency and indecision. Prabhudheva is capable of much better.

To hell with commitment or appointment; this one is pure punishment.

Nothing quite prepares you for Prabhudeva’s ‘Action Jackson’. Not even the peculiar title that attempts to glorify Bollywood’s love for heroes who can fight like Superman, and dance like Michael Jackson. Nor Ajay Devgn’s ‘Kill Bill’ moves, or his fondness to repeat a single dialogue, without any warning or provocation.
What can I say, it’s just one of those movies that need to be left unwatched.

Do yourself and those around you a favour: watch Action Jackson only if you have a free ticket or want to punish yourself. Perhaps if this film doesn’t make an obscene amount of money, Prabhudheva will be forced to respect his audience a little.

Action Jackson is for the masses more than the classes. It will prove to be an average fare at the box-office in only some circuits as it will score in single-screen cinemas and with the masses more than in the multiplexes and with the gentry audience. But in the rest of the circuits, reaching the average mark will be an uphill task. Considering that it has entailed an investment of around Rs. 100 crore (to make, promote and release), recovery of the same seems an improbability in spite of fabulous recovery from the sale of satellite rights.

Action Jackson defies logic in every sequence. Screenplay defines absurd, characters unintentionally funny. Save your money.

This movie will test your patience …If you want to have fun time with your friends, where you bashing a film is all you wan to do. Watch it. Otherwise skip ‘The Criminal Baby’.

You know the film is called Action Jackson, and it will essentially be a series of stylized stunt and sexy song sequences. And it totally is. Yet, no one, really, no one, can adequately warn you against what to expect here.

Movie-goers expect to get entertained while watching a movie. Alas, ‘Action Jackson’ doesn’t even have an iota of entertainment quotient. Watch the movie only if you are an Ajay Devgn Fan!

A must-watch for die-hard Ajay Devgn fans, Action Jackson has intense fight scenes and foot-tapping songs, but lacks logic! The film features a wonderful cast and a few one-liners that make up for the missing elements. Nevertheless, Action Jackson is full of mindless comedy and if you’re looking for a fun film this weekend, you can probably give this action drama a try!

Only a die-hard Ajay fan could walk out of the film without regretting the waste of time and money spent on the film.

This chop suey of Chinese action films, Tarantino aesthetic, south Indian histrionics, 1980s’ chauvinism, overused background score, Devgn machismo garnished with Prabhudheva’s overstylized direction, is enough to give one a splitting headache.

The film is worth a watch strictly for the cast and the songs. That’s if you’re willing to endure the unbelievably long and violent film for that. Clearly, Prabhu Dheva (Wanted, R…Rajkumar, Rowdy Rathore) is in no mood to let go of the stale Bollywood formula. And as the audience, you can either play along or move on!

I’ve had enough films that are banking on one star’s stardom to pull an entire 2-2.5 hour film through – be it Akshay Kumar, Shah Rukh Khan, Salman Khan, Aamir Khan or my personal favorite Ajay Devgn. Sure most of them have either action, romance or a social message as the other anchor in the film. But, I know I’ve had enough. Aren’t the actors done with these films that seem like it is more about them, the STAR?

There’s suspension of disbelief, and there’s Action Jackson—where suspension climbs to the top of Everest, moonwalks and floats into the stratosphere strapped with eardrum-shattering jetpacks. Not usually my cuppa, but perhaps this one time, it is. With a shot of rum.

When it seems somebody is drawing sadistic pleasure when a woman is punched in the face, one doubts the sensibility of the filmmaker.

Even those who whistled for his Rowdy Rathore would find this hard to swallow.

There’s no redeeming feature in Action Jackson, a film that’s purely self-indulgent. Skip it.

You will be left traumatized and hurt when you realize that doing anything else in the world for those two hours would have been a much more productive use of your time because you would have achieved something or gained experience, you get nothing but a burning sensation to demand your money be returned. But then you need to think, there is nothing that will come to your mind that can compensate for the time and grey cells you lost while watching the film. Don’t watch it; it’s not even worth a watch when it comes on TV in a few weeks.

Action Jackson kills the audience too just like he kills all those people in the film with his sword. So please give this movie a miss in big screen unless you are newly wedded couple (wink wink) or an insomniac.

If your idea of good action is shoving a sharp knife into someone’s mouth, down his throat cutting his intestines. If your idea of good humour is a Sonakshi Sinha desperate to see a naked Ajay Devgn. And your idea of good music is songs like Keeda, Chichora Piya and Surya ast Punjabi mast, then, one, I am FURIOUSLY judging you. Two, I AM STILL JUDGING YOU!!