Obtuse, dispassionate and inert, Ishk Actually is one of the drabbest films I’ve seen all year.

Ishq Actually is not actually about ishq but our notions of it so don’t expect a great love story.

After his brilliant film debut five years ago in Aamir, Rajeev Khandelwal is an actor who perks your interest when you see his name in the film’s credit. After watching this film you wonder did he actually agree to do this film happily? What for and why? Harsh as it may sound but this film could easily be called Boredom Actually.

ISHK ACTUALLY could easily have been called ISHK CONFUSED or maybe ISHK, REALLY? You don’t want to sit through an ordeal of a love story. Avoid!

If the gist of the film was to spin a yarn around the pursuit of true love, then it surely missed the target by a mile. By the time you leave the cinema hall, the question “why” starts jogging in your head. That’s exactly what should have been running in the brains behind this endeavour. Well, actually.

Ishk Actually is actually that bad a film that you would either want to run to the exit or make use of the air conditioned theater and sleep your way through it. Best avoided.

If only Khanna had not taken a populist script and tried to put his non-commercial spin on it, Ishk Actually might’ve still been saved. Now he should try taking out the songs, the score, the poetry-ridden dialogue, and re-edit it down to 75 minutes complicating the logic further and start sending it to film festivals for instant success.