Mr X revolves around a man who gains the power of invisibility, and becomes a vigilante to take revenge on those who have wronged him.
Release Date: April 17, 2015
Running time: 125 minutes
Director: Vikram Bhatt
Produced By: Mahesh Bhatt, Mukesh Bhatt
Written By: Shagufta Rafique
Music composed by: Ankit Tiwari
Emraan Hashmi as Raghuram Rathod / Mr. X Amyra Dastur as Milli Arora, Arunoday Singh
Star Rating: [rating=1]
Vikarm Bhatt directed Mr.X in very ordinary movie there is nothing special in the movie for which audience should go to theater. A movie without humor, with no thrill, lots of glitches in story average acting.
There is no reason for this film to be in 3D, or indeed, for it to exist in the first place. Emraan Hashmi whose leather jacket fuses with his body in a freak accident, becomes invisible but can be seen in sunlight and under all ultraviolet light can see him 70% of the time and this is the biggest flow in the movie. Audience must be expected some suspense which suits the tittle of the movie.
A valiant officer who is part of an anti-terrorist squad transforms from a flesh-and-blood human to the mysterious Mr X. This is the one line premise on which hangs a two-and-a-half hour film. It may have sounded good on paper, but what a disaster it turns out to be.
Poor Emraan Hashmi is made to fall into a deep hole from whence he emerges looking boiled. A woman wearing a frown and a white coat, declares : the more science knows, the more it doesn’t. Or words to that effect. And shoots him what she calls ‘anti-radiation’ medicine. All right then.
Next we know, Raghu the brave officer is roaming around in some kind of a super-hero costume, being invisible off and on: now we see him, now we don’t. His girlfriend (Amyra Dastur) who works with him, and who has a thing for wearing his shirts, whips out her own gun, and goes dhishoom, dhishoom, when she is not floating over a swimming pool in a blood -red monokini.
I watched ‘Mr X’ in the 3 D version, hoping for some diversion. But there was none. Just relentless awfulness in plot and execution and performance. The special effects are just about all right, and even those you’ve seen before.
Nothing redeems it. Not even Emraan Hashmi, who gets to kiss Dastur a couple of times, and say this to her: “no cold shirt is needed when a hot guy is here”.