The Train

The moment you see a brooding Emraan check out his empty wallet on a Bangkok metro train, and a bosomy, leggy Geeta Basra come to his rescue and buy his ticket, you know you are in for a rip-off. This happens in the first few minutes. The rest of the movie faithfully follows the Hollywood original, except for the last few minutes, which is stolen from another Hollywood movie.

So, this is the story. Emraan, encumbered by worried wife and sick daughter, is about to fall into lust with Geeta, in a sleazy hotel. A gun-toting intruder breaks in, and horrid things, like blackmail and beatings, start happening.

If you still want more, know this : Emraan Hashmi, stubble firmly in place, is back to giving lip. He really gets it on, and Ms Basra, whose last screen outing was also with Mr Hashmi, gives as good as she gets.

Sluuurp. Smoooch. Yecccch.