For a film that opens with a quotation from the Book of Job, Jism 2 is staggeringly bereft of depth and short of content. In what is essentially a rehash of Bhatts’ own movie, Gangster, Jism 2 follows a well-trodden path with a witless story that hinges on –– not sex but –– some computer data.

A government agent (Arunoday Singh) is assigned to chaperone a porn star (yes, Sunny Leone plays a porn star but this is only mentioned once in an opening VO and has absolutely no bearing on the film.

She could be a lipstick salesgirl and it’d be of no consequence) as she draws out a soldier-turned-rogue terrorist (Randeep Hooda) who’s hiding in Sri Lanka with his precious data.
 
The writing is the big letdown here. If you take out the songs, speed up Hooda’s leisurely drawl, and snip away Leone’s chest heaving masquerading as drama you’d be left with a 10 page script that takes place in a resort that could’ve been anywhere in the world.

Out of these 10 pages, eight are explanations in dialogue, mostly by Arif Zakaria. Why this has to be done, what has to be done, why it must be done later and not now. In case you don’t get these explanations (boredom being the main reason), you will be helped along the way with unnecessary flashbacks with songs for added measure. Either show or tell. Preferably only show.

But please don’t tell and show and do it again. Then there is the dialogue: twisting itself in ways unimaginable so that the word ‘jism’ may be uttered. Mulk, wafadari, something. jism, something, jism. All this makes clear one thing: there is no content. Pooja Bhatt has nothing to say in this film. Jism 2 is little more than a launch vehicle for Sunny Leone’s cleavage.

The characters themselves are one-dimensional. When they’re angry, they stomp off to the bar and pour themselves 30 ml of whisky. If they’re really angry, they cry. We are privy to no chemistry that explains why Arunoday falls so deeply in love with this girl and Leone herself makes for a rather lame flame to Hooda’s moth who shows the insect’s intellect when he chases her to the ends of the earth across the resort’s campus and leaves himself open to compromise.
 
Don’t for a moment forget this is about retrieving the data. And the data could’ve been retrieved on multiple occasions. But that’s not what you bought the ticket to see, is it?
 
Unfortunately, whatever reason you might think you have for buying a ticket to watch Jism 2, it’s not there. What you will get is this: a slow, oversimplified and boring film with minimal action (of either kind). And here is what you really want to know… Sunny Leone in a word: overrated.