Suffice it to say, I wasn’t feeling very smart when I left the theatre after two and a half hours of this drivel.

Watch it only if you have no other movie to watch this weekend. I’d rather suggest you to stay at home, actually.

Well shot, with laudable performances from Neil Nitin Mukesh and Ameesha Patel, Shortcut Romeo makes up for loose ends and bizarre twists in the plot by means of sheer masala power.

In spite of its massive flaws, including the cheesy dialogues, Ganesan’s stylish shocker of a thriller manages to stay constantly one step ahead of the audience. A coolly crafted cat-and-mouse game Shortcut Romeo finds Neil giving grit to the gripping goings-on. The last half-hour is a knock-out.

But the overall product could have been far less retrogradatory in tone. Nonetheless enjoyable while it lasts.

We wish the director had found a shortcut to tell this story of love,(extra-marital) sex and dhoka.

SHORTCUT ROMEO is a well-made, stylish crime story with high-voltage drama as its highpoint. It may not boast of A-listers in its cast, but it has ample entertainment and edge-of-the-seat moments to offer. I suggest, give this one a chance!

It could have been an edge-of-the-seat thriller if more care was taken. Sadly, Shortcut Romeo leaves the viewer with an unsatisfied taste in the mouth.

At the end of the movie, you wonder why you did not walk out within the first 20 minutes.

As banally as the story above is narrated (read review written), so is the movie. Ridiculous. I guess, some producers have found a shortcut to spending money!

It’s hard to believe that they took this endeavour to Cannes when there’s not much to even take home.

Towards the end of the movie, there’s an attempt at being profound with the line; “If you want money then forget love. If you want love then forget money.”

So, where does that leave us? Completely broken.

On the whole, Shortcut Romeo is a dull fare which fails to involve the audience. Flop.

Shortcut Romeo has it all – racism, classism, and every other ism you can think of. The Maasai tribal people are made to sound and look like hyena-howling kung fu fighters as they’re bashed up single-handedly by Sooraj for no fault of their own. At one point – midway in the first half – when they’re about to get the better of him and drive a dagger through his chest you can’t help but hope they succeed and put an end to our collective misery.