The point that ‘Rosapoo’ is trying to get at, remains elusive throughout. The dull stretches are hardly smoothed out, and while trying to achieve too much, it settles for much less. Wrapped up in a glitter cover all around, ‘Rosapoo’ is a dreary box that springs up zero surprises on you when finally tugged open; a gauche comedy gawks at you from beneath the stylish production design.
Najeem Koya’s ‘Kaly’ aspires to be testosterone fuelled. It however turns out to be little more than an expendable diversion; one that is so caught up with its own indulgences, that it rarely hits a mark or scores a point in the course of its entire running time of an unbelievably long one hundred and sixty three minutes!