'Tumse Milke Wrong Number' is inspired by umpteen romantic thrillers of yesteryears. It unfolds with the introduction of four friends - Mahi [Richa Pallod], her friend Aarti [Rinku Ghosh] who is a happy-go-lucky lass, Karan [Parvin Dabas], a studious boy in love with Mahi, and Monty [Vrajesh Hirjee], the prankster, who also happens to be a part-time fashion photographer.
The group is into the habit of making crank phone calls to people. Mahi and Aarti entice them and they all have a good laugh at the receiver's expense. This forms an integral part of their lives until one day when they meet their match in Raj [Rakesh Bapat], who turns the tables on them. Raj earns their respect and Mahi's love too. But tragedy strikes soon.
Mahi's father [Benjamin Gilani] is murdered for unknown reasons. All hell breaks loose as the killer goes on a rampage. It seems, one by one the entire group of friends will be wiped out. Doesn't this give you a feeling of déjà vu. Even recently we had three films with similar story lines, which turned out to be major disasters at the box office. So need we predict of this one? The major setback of the film is that it moves a little too fast between a love story and a suspense thriller, making the viewer wonder whether he is watching a romantic film or an edge-of-the-seat flick.
The first half has songs in excess. They aren't even situational which adds to the viewer's woes. Besides, the story hardly moves in this half. Expectations of a better second half rise just as the interval point is reached. Unfortunately that is not to be! The moment the identity of the killer is revealed [even before the pre-climax], the film loses its grip. Ideally, the writer and director should've revealed the identity of the killer towards the very end, keeping the viewer guessing all through. Even the climax could've been conceived better. The reason that prompts the killer to go on a rampage lacks a strong ground. (Haven't we seen this in our recent thrillers too?) The director fails to give the impact required for a whodunit. Although he has executed two murder sequences skillfully [Benjamin Gilani and Rinku Ghosh], the effort in totality lacks fire. The biggest flaw of the film is its half-cooked screenplay. The writer seems to have taken the viewer for granted. None of the murder and supposedly scary sequences send a chill down the spine.
Daboo Malik's music sounds pleasant, but the placement of all songs is such that the impact is lost. Rakesh Bapat seriously overacts and lacks screen presence. Parvin Dabas gets no scope. Richa Pallod is pleasant. Rinku Ghosh looks alluring and makes her presence felt. The film, on the whole, live up to its title!