Came for the Twilight of the Raj period porn (Downton Bungalow?) and stayed for Gurinder Chadha's surprisingly pointed take on the Partition of India -- a cynical exercise in British realpolitik that turned into a tragedy of nigh on unimaginable proportions.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
Competent production and performances failed to compensate for a film whose every, single plot driver involves doing the most incredibly stupid thing possibly while being stalked by a cranky Martian snot-bat. The final insult is a "shocking twist ending" that anyone who has seen a horror movie-that-wants-to-be-a-franchise over the last forty years or so should have seen coming at least half-an-hour before.