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.

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

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.

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.