Cast: Arbaaz khan, Manjari Fadnis, Ashmit Patel, Maheck Chahal and Mukul Dev
Director: Subroto Paul, Pradeep Rangwani
Whoever may make legitimate claims to the title ironically, it cannot be the film maker. In fact the film’s creative duo Pradeep Rangwani and Subarto Paul are jointly responsible for abetting this piece and imposing it on the audience. The fact that they have decided not to invite big stars to execute their ideas is a reflection not just of their confidence levels but also a near realistic assessment of the plot and narrative. The surviving scarred viewer looks for askance and with hope at the exit door and perhaps stays seated out of sympathy for the distributor than out of any sense of curiosity or interest in the film or in who the killer is.
Shinaya Grover ( Manjari Fadnis), like the viewer is in the dock. In contrast however she is charged of murder. The media is shouting its lungs off about how the police have her for interrogation for three days. In walks our police officer Lakhande (Arbaaz Khan) who wears his disrespect for the law on his sleeve and gets straight to fourth degree methods of interrogation. As the prime suspect, you are hoping for the next near two hours that she is going to be acquitted to join her loving husband Gautam (Ashmit Patil) and their little loving daughter.
Every character in the tale from the model who walks in alluringly as a PG into the matrimonial home Ada (Sahahl), to her boyfriend Robin (Pushpak Chawla) to the widow of the victim are suspected to have killed the lecherous blackmailer Rana (Mukul Dev). Very soon one would want to award the killer for doing away with a pest like him. His much abused wife, her politically oriented lumpen brother, the domestic help are all suspects in the murder. The key argument of the defense is that the accused cannot be convicted because the weapon used in the murder has not been recovered.
This boring linear whodunit does not get you interested in any aspect. On the other hand, you have the law breaking policeman comparing himself with the Mahatma and mouthing clichés that hurt your ears as the goings on don’t allow a snore filled hour. Arbaaz Khan is required to carry the film on his shoulders. Very soon one realises that he does not have shoulders of that kind. Mukul Dev with his shabby hair style hides what little expression he has and looks far from being the hateful character he is made out to be. The female duo of Manjari Fadnis and Mahekk Chahahl do not even add the customary glamour to the script. Arguably the Nirdosh are the indiscreet audience who make bold to enter the theatre with hope and continue to be seated till they are tired and resigned.