To add insult to injury, the film has also been released in 3D so you could, for an extra hundred bucks or so, suffer the sheer pointlessness of this movie in an extra, bonus dimension. Go on, you must. It’s over two-and-a-half hours of complete drivel.

The movie is nothing but a recycled bin of too many car chases, explosions, buffed up characters strutting in slo-mo, and wilted lines.

From the trailer itself, it was clear that Remo D’Souza’s Race 3 would be a shameful exercise in Botox-injected vanity because its hero is also the co-producer. But there’s a strange kind of smug awfulness attached to this sequel. Even though the first two installments were ridiculous, there was something infectiously silly about them – because we knew they were conceived by two small little Indian uncles dressed in pristine colour-coded whiteness in an effort to come up with bombastic ideas to out-spy James Bond. The self-seriousness, naivety and datedness were almost cute – like watching our analogue dads trying to figure out the latest smartphone.

Don’t expect the film to work with non-Salman movie goers because it’s amateurishly written, and clearly weighed down by bad direction, pretentious dialogues and poor performances.

Race 3 is a mere show-reel for Salman Khan fans. Celebrating Eid at home is likely to entertain you more.

It’s like he took the story board session to be a master class in direction.  Forget having the ability to create drama, there isn’t a decent dialogue or scene. And he wastes the only two talents he has — Anil Kapoor and  Saqib Saleem. Worse, he is unable to create even a single Sallu Magic Moment. 

The third installment of the action thriller franchise directed by Remo D’Souza is avoidable and is strictly for Salman Khan fans!

If entertainment amounts to sedans and sunglasses doing all the emoting, cars going kaboom, one fancy bike vrooming ahead a host of others, cat fight of She Hulks, a takedown of shirtless wax mannequins, folks jumping off from buildings and mountain tops in magically emerging wing suits or conducting a bank heist while two members of their group arrive in a chopper, inject themselves with micro fluid tracker device to distract non-existent security by pole dancing in a swanky Cambodia club, then Race 3 deserves a gold medal. 

But, sorry Bhai fans, it’s a big zero from me.

Well, the climax of Race 3 does pack some punch – both Salman and Bobby drop their shirts – but it is a case of too little too late…

Race 3 just does not work up the feeling of suspense and intrigue that made the previous masala movies from the franchise a guilty pleasure. This film has a lot of visual appeal but the all style and no substance approach makes this 2 hours 40 minutes film a real drag.

“Race 3” is a minefield of meme-worthy moments, replete with hilarious dialogue, a plot ripe for parody and abysmal acting.

There is not a semblance of a script (guess the writing team got an Eidi). As for the dialogue writers, they must be awarded. Each dialogue beats the other. Sample these — The Lion doesn’t believe in making enemies; Don’t open your dil open your Dell (computer); Sad very sad, there is no cure of foolishness; If you are protected by God, then none can touch you. There is a full book of these gems but to whistle for those, you must visit a theatre near you. The film is absolute stressbuster that is meant to be seen and taken in lighter vein.

Avoid this Salman Khan action thriller at all costs…

If this film goes on to be another Salman blockbuster Remo D’Souza can’t take credit for it, everything about this movie is a tribute to Abbas-Mustan. I am going with a very generous 2/5 for Race 3.

On the whole Race 3 is not entirely unentertaining but it is majorly disappointing. Starring an uninterested Salman Khan, the movie is for those Bhai fans who have watched Tubelight & Jai Ho in theaters.

RACE 3 is high on style and low on substance. It lacks entertainment value and is a disappointing fare due to its wafer thin plot. At the box office, the movie will take a jump start due to Salman Khan’s star power and accelerate over the weekend, post which, the business will see a sizeable drop. The film will entail losses to the distributors.

Race 3 will be taught in film schools, year after year, when they’re conducting the ‘How to Make a Really Good Bad Film’ lecture. Director Remo D’Souza, now all set to deliver yet another hit, had a simple brief in mind: to make a hotch-potch of Hum Saath Saath Hai and Dhoom!

Race 3 is a funny, kitschy and audacious film. In between the action shots (clearly where most of the money has been spent, after bhai), the film tends to make you go “what the hell just happened” more times than you can count.

Race 3 is saved because of an engaging post-interval portion. Despite the terribly dull first half, it will do decent business. Since its cost of production has already been recovered from sale of non-theatrical rights, shares from India and Overseas theatrical revenues will be good enough to generate handsome profits to the producers. But those distributors, who have acquired the rights at very high prices, would lose a small part of their investments. It will definitely not qualify as a box-office hit because of the poor pre-interval portion. Collections on second day (Eid) and third day (post-Eid; Sunday) will be phenomenal.

Race 3 is a treat for Salman fans but it ends at being just that. There is no reason why you shouldn’t buy the tickets to watch Salman Khan doing what he does best. But if you go in expecting to watch the third film of the Race franchise, you might not be too pleased with the way it has been treated.

The 3D effects are far and few, even the shattering of the glass frames with the shards strewn all around are ineffective.
The songs are an aberration to the narrative. All of them are slow, uninspiring and have a fatigued beat and they are the weakest point of the film.

Let me make an honest confession. I had high expectations from Race 3. Definitely not regarding logic and plausibility; I was looking forward to some plain, unadulterated, old-fashioned cheese on screen to top off the coffee, mini samosas and cream donut on my snacks tray. Sadly, I must report that all I got in this family saga of globalised NRI goons is some stale taste of sheer inanity and randomness.

Race 3 splutters to life in bits and parts, but it’s a mammoth let-down. 

Watch this if you are a motor head who loves to watch cars being blown up, but if you are looking for an intriguing story, then Race 3 isn’t the answer. 

Overall, Race3 is marked by bad acting and ridiculous twists. The laughable subplots and vacuous humor make it a somnolent affair that even Salman Khan and Anil Kapoor fail to spice up. Sadly, the supporting cast is just terrible, At 52, Salman should seriously reconsider playing such clichéd characters, especially after having played some very interesting characters in recent films like Bajrangi Bhaijaan and Sultan.

Salman Khan’s Action Thriller is Tough to Endure…

The film has too many jumps and the loopholes from the script level. Dialogues by Kiran Kotriyal are stupid, vague, spineless and these words neither connected with the audiences nor a single dialogue will be remembered. 
Moreover, ‘Race 3’ is not even a one time watch as you can watch all those songs on Youtube.

If you are a hard-boiled Salman Khan fan, watch Tips’ “Race 3.” Or else, if you are looking at good entertainment, let us offer “3” sincere Tips: (1) spare yourself 3D agony (the extra dimension was not needed, and the resultant camerawork is needlessly dark); (2) “Race” to your DVD library and watch “Race” instead; and then (3) revisit “Race 2.”