In all this, there’s the vaunted Hollywood brigade consisting of a pouchy-eyed Sylvester who’s made to fight off thugs, Bollywood-style, and hand out a trophy to our home-grown stuntman. Denise fills out her bikini way better than the anorexic Kareena (please can we have the old one back?). And Brandon’s gone in a blink. The best part about this expensively-mounted film—it goes by at a clip, except towards the end when it gets all emotional, and starts inching towards the altar (no ‘mandap’, this is Hollywood, remember?). But they can’t leave the guy and the gal all illegal and unhitched: this is Bollywood, too.

Perfect for the undemanding-what’s-new-at-the-‘plexes crowd. And the testosterone-fuelled who think canines having at each other is a barrel of fun.

shubhra.gupta@expressindia.com