I loved his review... It's not the rating that matters in Raja Sen's reviews, it's his words.
The first half is a complete assault on the senses, Sonakshi Sinha cannot possibly be allowed to channel 90s Govinda anymore, and it’s cruel to make us watch Devgn try to dance.
Or worse still, watch him fight to music, resulting in highly effeminate Dance Fu, where he clutches at floating toothpicks as if threading invisible canapés.
And Kunal Roy Kapoor, man, is just… No.
No Kunal, no.
For not casting you in anything following Delhi Belly, this industry owes you a million beers. But aargh. It’s also at least a half-hour too long, even for a B-movie masochist.
Still, as trashy films go, this is properly nutty garbage.
Action Jackson is a drinking game of a film, one well over the so-bad-it’s-good line, its main merit being that in a sea of superstar-massaging vehicles, it holds some genuine surprises -- and makes sure its hero looks like a jackass.
Skip the first half and smuggle in a quart of something bitter, and you’ll be just fine.