Once again Sidharth Malhotra has done a film where he plays a supporting actor in the guise of the lead. What’s worse is this story is clearly about the ‘villain’, which he is not. The true villain in this film is the script, who can’t decide which genre it wants to fall into. Jumping from romance, to serial killer, to cop drama, to gangster, it leaves the viewer with a half-baked taste of all.
Shraddha Kapoor is different from her docile ways in her earlier film, bordering on annoying but still screeches her way through an act that needed more convincing. Sidharth has been pitched as ‘the angry young man’ but wasn’t angry enough. Neither was he bitter or sad enough. The intensity the role required was perhaps a bit too mature for his talents. He did his best though.
The show stopper and stealer was Riteish Deshmukh, a psychotic middle class man who was true to his character. Sadly none of the three leads were supported by director Mohit Suri or the script to perform in a logical manner. They went with a story that asked for the entire patience threshold of the audience, a bit too much with very little respite. Gaping flaws and loopholes in motive and plot make it a very difficult watch.
The last 10 minutes of the film were the best, but to ask you to watch all of it for that would be unfair.