There are bed bits with generous displays of slithering lingerie on chest-and-thigh, and surprisingly for a time when ‘boldness’ is being dealt with by archaic moral standards, lots of open mouth-and-tongue action.

When all is said and done, it becomes clear that this attempted sequel is nothing more than a damp squib which fails to do justice to the high standards set by the earlier parts of the series.

Hate Story 3 can boast of some fast paced editing and cool tunes. However, as a Kumar Sanu fan, I am still scarred by the newer version of ‘Tumhe apna banane ki kasam khayi hai’. It’s actually the film’s sleek editing which manages to keep the audience on their seats till the end credits. Hate Story 3 is not a bad watch — if you’re looking for some mindless fun.

Hate Story 3 has so many twists that after a while you start recollecting Abbas Mustan’s hit multi-starer thriller Race. Director Vishal Pandya’s story is complex but the way it is narrated is laughable. Once the film is on the verge of unfolding the truth, you are bound to feel that Hate Story 3 is a modified version of films like Raqeeb and Race with a little altered climax.

Hate Story 3 is not the film that you hate when it ends; you hate yourself for venturing out to watch such a film.

At the end of the day, watch Hate Story 3 only if you want to, and if you’ve enjoyed the other two films in the franchise.

Hate Story 3 is a shoddy attempt at serving a erotic revenge drama. You will Hate yourself for wasting your time on this Hate Story.

This movie is definitely a front bencher’s delight.

Here is every Indians ultimate tolerance test: sit through this film. I dare you.

I think I have one word for Hate Story 3 – atrocious! Watch and decide.

Performances apart, it is the story that is a hackneyed one, oft seen in Bollywood and no attempt has been made to handle it differently either. The script is shoddy and is poorly executed. 

The characters are one-dimensional and lack depth.

There are films you love and those you hate. This one falls in the third, the ones you’d love to hate.

Watch Hate Story 3 only if you are willing to accept copious amounts of skin show as compensation for this train-wreck.

Both Zarine and Daisy were supposed to make the film a sleaze-fest, but their acting only contributed in making Hate Story a snooze-fest. However, Zarine takes the cake as the most wooden performer of the film despite the fact that it is she who will draw crowd to theatres.

The erotic revenge thriller takes the audiences through relationships, love, hatred and vengeance and you can give it a shot this Friday!

Zarine and Daisy’s acting skills make you curse Salman Khan for having introduced them to the world. Vishal throws in a few twists but they fail to hold one’s attention. His biggest failure is the weak narrative, the flow of which is often broken by songs that don’t deserve a listen. In a nutshell, “Hate Story 3” is so bad it makes “MSG: The Messenger” look good.

If you are still alive at the end of the film, you would notice a book in apna Bravo’s house. It reads Isaac Newton. That makes perfect sense. Every action has an equal and opposite reaction, subtly establishing it as a revenge story. Errr NOT!

If you do decide on watching it, do so for the dialogues. They are gems. The film evokes hate of another level. It is vile, disgusting and you’ll repeat what a character says – just get me get out of this goddamn place. It gives bad a new meaning.

In short, if you liked “Hate Story” and loved “Hate Story 2” (and thrillers should be cerebral and logical), then “Hate Story 3” will be a complete anti-climax despite the smart mounting. Go home and think, and you will realize that the film conned you — of the believable story that it could so easily have narrated within the same context.