Mayank Shekhar ReviewsHindustan Times

The setting is the ever abused, phony, white Europe. Somehow the conflicts within this fake coolness come across as neither firm nor funny. At best you sense a Shah Rukh Khan hangover in Warsi’s look and general presence

The film remains a fine black comedy, which could only disappoint in parts for its weakened pace, or the director’s discomfort with a soundtrack to help with the movie’s commerce

The film however effectively exposes the fat, sexual underbelly that sags out of the middles of this disturbingly prejudiced middle India

You couldn’t care less for these characters to bother with their bumbling back-story; never mind that the nuggets in the film itself don’t eventually add up

We just twiddle our thumbs through what’s Right Ya Wrong. It’s just trite and long.

Everybody over-does it. Among gags after gags, one or two mildly work. But it’s the cast that had initially inspired confidence

At that moment alone, very early on in this road movie, you could tell the filmmaker is looking for a ‘whiter’ audience, not necessarily a ‘wider’ one

This one’s clearly not a formula film. It isn’t merely suspense for most parts either. It’s the kind of thriller that practically every Bollywood B, or big budget, genre flick aspires for

This is the most elegantly lit (cinematographer Aseem Bajaj) rendition of pure gibberish that I’ve seen in a while

The set-up is sweet. The soundtrack is organised. The town Palanpur – cozy, quiet and well-planned – is suitably fake; the atmospherics, complete. The filmmakers just don’t know what to make of the plot.