PK - Ye wrong number hai!

There are a few geniuses we have in the industry who do not fall prey to the prosaic and conventional style of film making. Having experienced the rage of 'jaadu ki jhappi' and 'all iz well' you cannot really blame the audience to expect a masterpiece, from someone who delivers simplistic and thought provoking cinema with a warm smile.

PK on the contrary barely manages to rise above mediocrity.

Vicky in small wonder(if you remember) looked cute with this act, but watching Aamir Khan with his stretched eyebrows and pointy ears for 2 and half hours comes close to being unbearable.The fact that you are able to unveil the story line from the very first motion poster is quite a bummer in itself.

But, if they have still managed to surprise you, the ride ahead might not be sleep-inducing.

An alien landing up somewhere in Rajasthan and slowly catching up to the weird nuances of human lifestyle on Earth is portrayed with sheer brilliance. It'll make you laugh or at least smile when this 'nanga punga dost' poses childlike but relevant questions while on his quest to find a...well something. Then there is Anushka, I might stand against the public opinion but I almost shut my eyes every time she appeared on screen. The necessity to justify a profession with that haircut is beyond my understanding. I think her styling has cheated her talent , otherwise she does a decent job standing next to the perfectionist himself. Veterans like Boman Irani and Sanjay Dutt have been mis-casted like never before, the song 'tharki chokro' glorifies the insignificance of 'song and dance' in an otherwise socially relevant film. Sushant Singh Rajput is wasted with one song and his romance is short enough to leave no impression at all. There are dollops of emotions stuffed into one movie, so much so that none passes through your skin.

A lot of tried and tested Hirani formulas being repeated, including a lovable dialect, a life-changing phone call, Gandhi factor, a brief love story in background and of course an oddball protagonist give us one unimaginative attempt. The religious conflict is so done to death that daring to portray it again without hurting any sentiments requires the schematic approach that Hirani masters in. Sadly, that too is not novel anymore, the second half of the movie is much like the Akshay Kumar starrer Oh My God, gone wrong.

Music has never been the strongest point with his movies, but this time around it does not even compliment the story.

With its heart in the right place and all pre-attempted ingredients, PK falls flat not due to the performances but due to the mawkish story telling.

This sure isn't the trio's best venture, but do watch the movie for Aamir's intellligent comeback after Dhoom 3, the right flavor of the dialogues, a happy take on a serious subject, and for December hasn't given Box Office anything better!