Rock The Kasbah tries many things without any sense of history, geography or, less ambitiously, irony. The furthest Rock The Kasbah gets towards stirring anything is Murray’s thinning hair.

Bruce Willis steals all his scenes and is fun to watch. But it ultimately goes everywhere and nowhere.

While the film’s basic premise is unusual and in parts interesting, it loses steam in the second half, with a fairly bland conclusion.

This film is confused about what it wants to be. It’s not entirely satire, not entirely dark comedy and utterly boring at every turn.

Depending heavily on cultural cliches and crisp one liners, this comedy drama written by Mitch Glazer is an easy watch. But the issue with the script is that it switches from an adventurous tone to a moralistic tale halfway through the narration. The change is sudden, unforeseen and completely derails the film from its original track and goal.

The story never rings true, the antics are jaded and the performances – more than just lackluster- especially from all those heavy-weight stalwarts in the picture. The one person who makes a difference is Leem Lubany, who is refreshingly alive and sparkling with talent in a performance that gives the discordant, juvenile and unbecoming narrative some much needed excitement. It’s quite a harried ride, this one!

Rock the Kasbah doesn’t really rock at all…