Fairytales work only when the strange and fantastical are buoyed by credible characters, not by poor misguided actors looking as if they had strolled out in fancy dress. Abhishek can’t lift his turgid Adi aka Drona off the ground; Priyanka’s martial arts moves are buried under the billowing red and yellow cleavage-flashing shifts.
Only Kay Kay, the black-hearted magician, carries off a gelled Mohawk and a curved silver hook on his forefinger with élan.
If only his magic had spilled over to the movie.
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