The writer and director Zoya Akhtar’s Gully Boy fails to own it. That’s disappointing considering it is a film about rap. It doesn’t have any particular highlights. Simply flat. It has good standards but it is flat. Zoya is unfortunately not completely in control of her product. There are times where she with her subtlety shines sharply on what she wants to present but if not for those moments, you feel her absence behind the camera. A complete loss of attentive audience is what’s collected at the end of the day instead of bobbing heads. It is a film that goes in all directions and doesn’t actually go anywhere. It falls under the category of one of those films that solely runs on performance. It is soothing and sad to see such good gripping performances aimed on a blank wall, sort of like what we, the audience, are looking at.