No one deserves this

the game announcing, “Tumne jism nahi liya hota toh aaj mujhe waqt dene ki zaroorat nahi hoti.” She gyrates to a remixed version of Himesh Reshammiya’s ‘Aashiq banaya aapne’. If you think you’re uncomfortable now, please know that there is more to come.

Tight shots of heaving, panting bosoms.

Song sequences that look more like lingerie ads. Actors cat-walking in slow motion towards the camera and ogling creepily at women.

Rautela mouths lines that range from the icky to the absurd. “Pata nahi tumne mere hothon ko kya rishwat di hai ki ye mujhse zyada tumhari sunte hain,” she says at one point; and ‘Laashein rishwat nahi leti kyunki qafan ki jeb nahi hoti.’

Songs with bare-backed women by the sea side become a staple; you’ll get one every 10 or 15 minutes.

At one point, Taasha tells Rajveer, “Tumhara tareeka alag hai, but iraada wahi”. But rather than a jibe, it’s the cue for another song.

You begin to feel bad for Wahi, who has done far better work on TV.

Hate Story 4 is one long, failed attempt to titillate. No one deserves 131 minutes of this.

Almost two decades after Angelina Jolie first played the newmillennium action heroine in a brace of blockbusters, Lara Croft is resuscitated for a slapdash spin-off.

This time, it is fellow Best Supporting Actress Oscar winner Alicia Vikander (The Danish Girl) portraying the headstrong young videogame icon, who is destined to become an adventuress after the disappearance of her archaeologist father (Dominic West).

The serviceable plot is set in motion after the discovery of a video recording in which he urges his daughter to locate the tomb of a ‘monstrous’