What’s worse than sitting through a poorly written, tone-deaf film? Watching Tom Hanks—an actor of his caliber—is wasted on a flat, one-dimensional character that hardly adds anything to the story. It’s not just disappointing, it’s infuriating.

The best part of the film - it doesn't crack jokes at the expense of homosexuality.

Kabir Singh is a celebration of toxicity. A wet dream for all the bullies.
Without delving deeper into its incoherent narrative, and leaving aside the misogynist part, the craft of Kabir Singh is as flawed as the character.
It has so many pointless slow-mos that I wonder if they are competing with Appendix for what's more vestigial.
The terrible editing and convenient switching between the theatrical element and realistic tone help to manufacture the romance.
Unfortunately, the melodramatic development of the romance between Kabir and 'uski bandi' couldn't grow bigger than his anger.