The story starts in such a fashion that you take time to grasp the goings-on. In fact, the viewer takes time to comprehend that one of the friends Vivek is a gyaan guru
One of the glaring mistakes in the script is that the writer has not cared to show tender moments between Ayesha and Vivek .
Also, the pace of the film drops alarmingly soon after the intermission and with no strong content to talk of, the proceedings tend to get boring. Even the climax is a complete letdown.
Direction is very city-centric. Perhaps, director seemed inspired by the new wave that has gripped Bollywood of late – medium-budget, crossover films – but the outcome is uninspiring. music is also of the fast-forward quality.
Among the cast, it is Boman who leaves a mark. He carries the mischievous look, so essential for this character, very effortlessly. In fact, it is his performance that infuses life in an otherwise drab film. Ayesha is alright. However, she needs to be more relaxed in front of the camera. Mahima has no role to talk of.
Vivek’s role doesn’t demand histrionics. Nevertheless, he carries it off well.
Home Delivery neither entertains, nor enlightens. It may appeal to a very, very small segment of cinegoers – the college crowd only – but even they won’t come out feeling satiated.