Unlike the earlier Jism that Pooja Bhatt produced but didn’t direct, this sequel has little of consequence to say about relationships based on lust. The previous film was a well-acted, adult thriller that had rare sexual frankness. In comparison, Jism 2 feels hollow and exploitative…a film in search of a story. Despite some terrific music and Pooja Bhatt’s neat production design, it’s let down by laughable dialogue and a pace slower than my 90-year-old grandmother on a race track.

I am here to tell you that on that count alone, Jism 2 is a crashing disappointment. Yes, there are several flashes of bare backs. There are several flashes of bare everythings, actually, especially in the chest department whose musculature, as they say these days, is awesome.

Jism 2 should have been way more fun than this. The film is an anti-climactic let-down. We used to have a word in college for experiences like this: I can’t use it here but I think you know what I mean.

The screenplay is just as dim-witted. In one of the scenes, Leone hands Hooda a love letter, which the latter sniffs as if it’s English Lavender. It’s some cheap brand of stinky orange-red ink, of course, passed off as Leone blood scribbling lines you’ll only read in amateur teen romances, ‘You came into my life like the moon.’

Jism 2, then, has it all – ham, cheese and breasts. If that’s not your idea of entertainment, what is?

Sunny Leone shows off her sexy body and there’s some real good music while she does that. Don’t even bother trying to make sense of the film.

On the whole, JISM 2 has Sunny Leone as its USP, but the lackluster screenplay and the sluggish pace act as deterrents. However, Sunny Leone in the driver’s seat, coupled with a generous dose of skin show and erotica, besides an attention-grabbing title, should act as a honey-trap to lure the audiences. But how one wishes this jism had soul as well!

Is Jism 2 an erotic thriller or a beautiful love story? For me, it is both of these entwined.