Laila

The is probably the lowest of low for any popular actor... From amazing HIT n appreciable Gaami, to this garbage of a film, no actor would deliberately choose this film unless they're paid a bomb of a salary...But then again nobody with dignity or a normal brain would opt for such a third class film. Vishwak Sen is sort of an underdog actor who tries to make a mark in the film industry with his hard work n never give up attitude...But this is pure career suicidal film. Was he sleeping when the classless director was narrating the film or was he so desperate for money, only god knows. He could have returned the money n walked away from the film while shooting...but instead his overconfidence that he will keep getting film offers even after doing this trash is what will lead to his career decline...

Vishwak Sen, once a promising actor, seems to have completely lost his way in his pursuit of a "mass hero" image. Laila is yet another misstep, filled with outdated humor, forced comedy, and an over-reliance on vulgarity to engage the audience.

From the very start, the film struggles with weak writing and exaggerated sequences that fail to land. The so-called romantic track between Vishwak Sen and Aakanksha Sharma is poorly executed, relying more on skin show than genuine chemistry. The supporting cast, despite being packed with experienced actors, is wasted on one-dimensional roles that add little to the film.

Comedy, which should have been a major strength, falls flat due to an overuse of double-meaning dialogues and crude humor that grows tiresome. The attempt to incorporate Hyderabad Old City slang for laughs backfires, making the humor feel forced rather than organic. To make matters worse, the film drags on with unnecessary fight sequences and forgettable songs, further exposing the lack of fresh ideas.

Vishwak Sen has proven his acting chops in the past, but Laila shows that he seems to believe excessive cuss words and below-the-belt jokes are enough to draw in audiences. Unfortunately, it results in an exhausting and forgettable watch.

Laila is an absolute disaster from start to finish. It's a complete mess with no coherent story to speak of. The plot is riddled with tired clichés and laughable dialogues that are borderline cringe-worthy. I honestly don't understand how anyone with even a shred of class could sit through this. The acting is, at best, irritating, and at worst, utterly repulsive. It feels more like watching a low-budget adult film rather than a legitimate movie. The special effects? Don't even get me started - they're so awful that it pulls you completely out of any tension the film tries to build. The pacing drags on forever. Honestly, the movie feels like it's trying to punish you for simply watching. If you value your time and sanity, steer clear of this vulgar mess.

Wow. Just... wow. If cinema had a list of crimes against storytelling, this film would be on top. Nay, it would be the undisputed champion of disaster, a shining beacon of how NOT to make a movie. The sheer dedication it takes to make something this atrocious is almost commendable-almost.

The story? Oh, it's a masterpiece in cringe. A script seemingly fished out from the trash can of a Bhojpuri Film Industry, dusted off, and smeared with every outdated, cheap, and regressive trope imaginable. The dialogues? Written, I assume, by someone who was either held at gunpoint or actively plotting revenge against cinema itself.

And let's talk about the scenes-each one a new, spectacular level of torture. The cheesiness is so thick, it could be sliced and sold in grocery stores. Offensive towards women and transgenders? Oh, absolutely. The filmmakers apparently missed the memo that it's not 1985 anymore. And just when you think it can't get any worse, it throws another painfully unfunny, crass, or outright nauseating moment at you.

The music? Let's just say, I'd rather listen to a symphony of car alarms and construction drills. The sets and costumes look like they were borrowed from a low-budget college skit-one that the students themselves abandoned out of shame.

Vishwak Sen? Poor guy actually tried. And while effort is admirable, his over confidence and the direction he going not to be encouraged. And the female lead-well, what can we say? She's there, alright. Existing. Not her fault, though. She was clearly just told to stand there, wear whatever minimal fabric was handed to her, and add to the film's overall aesthetic of cheap gimmickry disguised as entertainment.

Now, let's be honest: this film doesn't need to be banned. That would imply it has some sort of impact. No, this one is self-sabotaging at an elite level. Give it a day, and it will naturally sink into oblivion, where it belongs. So, Jagan Anna fans, don't even waste your time. This film will destroy itself, no effort needed.

Verdict: If you love yourself, avoid this. If you hate yourself, still avoid it. Some bad movies are fun to watch ironically-this isn't one of them. It's just a big, fat, insulting waste of time.

I just don't understand how this movie was supposed to be progressive but ended up going backwards in so many ways. Slapping women for being a darker colour. Misogynist and completely unacceptable in this day and age. The movie was to say the least, disgusting. Vishwak sen as an actor was given a bad storyline and a terrible script. The makers of the movie should be kicking themselves for making him do such a terrible move in his career that might just set him back from all the hard work he has done previously. This is a lesson to not get carried away with success. Because in this social media era where sensitive issues are simply not something to take lightly in movies. The audience sees the movie for what it exactly is. And an utter disaster was what it was.