Mumbai 125 KM (3D)

This reviewer remembers the days when she, but a wisp of a toddler, would have to watch Aahat from the safety of her sister's lap. There was something undeniably eerie about a woman in white drifting down an empty stretch of road in the middle of the night. Not to forget, there were also those creepy background noises which could easily strike terror in the heart of an 8-year-old.

The operative word here being 8-year-old, obviously.

This reviewer has, since then, grown up into the average Indian film-goer, who ventures forth boldly into the Tarakarama complex on a....