Batla House feels burdened by its patriotic ambitions and by repetition.

John Abraham is strictly one-note, which may be how dour cops are meant to come off, but it becomes same-same in a screenplay stretched to show off a well-muscled chest.

The film is firmly on the side of the beleaguered cops and it makes its point with the subtlety of a sledgehammer. Which is why Batla House will satisfy John Abraham fans. Those biceps were not made for nuances.

Batla House openly [uses] the language of 'them' and 'us' - literally - with regard to Muslims.