This balance between punches and plot derails in the second half. As the body count mounts, the film's hold loosens. As does the logic keeping the narrative together. When all is revealed, too many questions remain.

When Tiger is on the move, kicking, jumping, punching, wielding guns and knives and bombs, Baaghi 2 delivers. It falters when it dives into 'emotion', trying to get our Army jawan hero in touch with his softer side.

Nothing matters other than Tiger Shroff in a film that bores as well as amuses with its inanity.

It's a pity the film didn't use Manoj Bajpayee and Randeep Hooda's expertise more; they are mere pawns in Tiger Shroff's journey. Now that's the real pity.