Murder 2 made zero to no sense to me. Something about a serial killer who doesn’t rape but just brutally murders prostitutes and women who are “free”. There’s the usual cat-and-mouse chase in which the corrupt cop who has casual sex with a model (I think?) at sporadic moments. Hardly entertaining and definitely not gripping, this one doesn’t match up to its predecessor. The music is used incorrectly which is such a downer. Hashmi needs a new stylist while Fernandes needed more scope– she was smokin’ hot though. And there isn't enough sleaze, skin or sex, to keep you glued.
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