It had all the ingredients for brilliance but they were hugely wasted by lousy writing. It was clichéd, melodramatic, plastic, predictable and pathetically unimaginative. The writer had so many good cinematic conflict situations on his platter but he did a cop out in each and every one. It was not difficult to pump edge of the seat ecstasy into scenes like the 'electricity generation' and 'Mohan's change of heart at NASA' but they ended up being lame and predictable.

The saving grace of the movie were the regular patriotic gushes the story inherently gave. And with those motherland glasses on, it was so easy to overlook the creative mediocrity that the film was replete with. The makers of this movie smartly camouflaged their creative destitution by whipping up sentiments of the nouveau liberalised and identity seeking Indian - just like the politicians of this country do. And they succeeded big time.