Murder Mubarak

The film does not rely on action for effect. And the script ensures that talk isn't dull. The editing keeps pace with the speed at which the investigation unfolds and the directorial flourishes ensure that the film is never less than riveting.

And while 'Murder Mubarak' is the closest any film has come to re-creating Chauhan's universe, very few can do the insider-outsider divide with such acuteness, both sharp and warm.

MURDER MUBARAK rests on the performances and unpredictable climax.

Despite director Homi Adajania's ease around quirky ensembles and macabre touches, Murder Mubarak fails to draw the viewer into its shallow world of the vain and wealthy. Murder Mubarak's sloth pace and meek comedy give the movie the feel of a drawn-out Web series.

Murder Mubarak is about eight suspects who belong to a high-profile elite club, but they forgot to incorporate the most important and essential element of this murder mystery – mystery. The whodunnit is so cluttered and poorly executed that despite not suffering from OCD, you would have a terrible feeling to organize it in a much better way than Homi Adajania has attempted.

Murder Mubarak demonstrates how simple it is to make a decent whodunit. The trick, as ever, is not in the cleverness of the plot but in the array of rascals and refuseniks we meet along the way. If all fails, there's Tripathi in a golf hat and glasses.