The film, however, is doomed. There’s plenty hilarity but no hope for this tragic prostitute’s story.

…the film piles up every single tiresome cliché from all similar films in the past, while telling us nothing we want to know. Or see.

Bhaag, people, bhaag, far away from this kotha woman. She and every geek, goblin and goblin surrounding her in this travesty may compel you to gnash your teeth, cry out loud and curse yourself for having ventured into this absurd geegaw, that could well qualify for the award of the Worst Film of the Year.

The good thing about bad films is that sometimes they are so bad that they become good. Which means that at some point, they stop being merely run of the mill mediocre and transcend into a delirium of bewildering narrative, inane dialogue, bad acting and general all around absurdity thereby becoming pure unintentional comedy. Rajjo is such a film.

Rajjo is a horribly confused film. It is shabbily edited to the point of seeming to be cut-pasted from different films. The story launches into too many tracks which almost never come full circle.

This one falls many notches below expectation. And not even a Rajjo-nautch can swing it out of the red-light zone.

Rajjo is a futile exercise in trying to titillate the masses or win over the classes with a strong narrative.

It is a shameful piece of cinema. I am flabbergasted at this ridiculous film. Even zero seemed like a high rating but I am left with no option, hence a 0 on 5 for this film. Filmmakers don’t respect art anymore and that’s what the problem is. I echo the sentiments of a certain song in the film -Kalega hai haazir, where’s the khanjar man? Kill me already!

The film is full of absurdities which border on ludicrous. A Virar train has never looked this empty. A parrot dies and his remains are eaten by a cat. A sugarcane vendor does shayari.

…a well-intentioned movie made with gracious objectives of drawing one’s attention to the genuine issues that plague the society. However, its release timing seems inopportune. The clash with a biggie like RAM-LEELA may sideline this well-meaning film.

Tacky treatment, dialogues (Jayant Pawar and Vishwas Patil) filled with colouful language, and a story that belies its moral bankruptcy for the sake of tititllation, this film is cringe worthy experience.

Rajjo has many shortcomings making is an easy skip. Filmmaker Vishwas Patil not only fails to extract performance from an actress like Kangana but also fails miserably in putting together a film which can be watched.

Save for Kangna Ranaut’s arresting screen presence and earnestness, this film has nothing going for it.

The only reason you’d want to watch Rajjo is if you’re an obsessive Kangana Ranaut fan. She’s like an elf amidst a sea of unflattering faces, and – almost literally -lights up every dingy frame. Otherwise rent yourself a copy of Salman Khan’s Baaghi, a superior movie with a similar theme.