The movie begins with a prologue that takes you back to Fredrick's 'humble' beginnings. His back story is cringeworthy, the one that involves a young boy coming to terms with his sexual orientation, a father with massive anger management issues and a dramatic night that changed the course of all their lives. At its core, the plot has its plusses which if developed, could've made for a watchable film. But the writers fail to infuse tension and drama, making it a flat tale that lacks intensity. The film wastes too much time in dramatizing the minimalist story. The zoomed-in frames of blood dripping and men being shot point blank are too gory for taste. The sets are gimmicky, the frames are tacky and the acting is far from impressive. Even as Prashant Narayanan does his best to salvage the odds, Avinash and his co-star Tuhina Butalia fail to make a mark. For a couple, they barely have any chemistry and the surge of lame romantic songs can't save them. Blame it on the incoherent screenplay, if you come out with the feeling of having dumbed down in its painful two hours. For those who survive, a dialogue from the film will resound - 'Sometimes stupid things work'. Well, we daresay, they don't.