As is obvious, Skyscraper’s premise is pretty stretched. Plus, a suspension of disbelief is imperative to avoid sniggering at director Rawson Marshall Thurber’s audacious stunts. But in the end, that inevitable, pesky gasp will creep in when Sawyer’s hand slips on a railing and he’s dangling thousand feet in the air.

While Johnson looks cool doing all that unbelievable action, the film bugs you with constant ‘been-there-seen-that’ feeling.

Rawson Marshall Thurber is more intent on showcasing Dwayne Johnson’s indisputable superhuman, but also much exposed, talents.

It is also disappointingly derivative. It borrows the hubris of the Towering Inferno, the European villain from Die Hard, and the family in peril from Johnson’s own Fast & Furious films.

Despite all these negative aspects, the movie falls smack down the middle of ‘you get what you paid for’ territory. This allows you to push logic out of the building (pun intended) and savour the mayhem as it unfolds. Johnson and Neve Campbell, as Sawyer’s wife Sarah, have ample experience to keep their performances rooted enough without being campy. That said, this one might be worth your money and time only if your expectations aren’t sky-high and you enjoy predicting what happens next in movies