Sex is not a dirty word. “Khandaani Shafakhana” opens with that intrepid assertion. A little over a couple of hours later, as a largely average script meanders to its closure, the film is still telling you just that, long after you have got the point.
You cannot deny this is a well-intentioned effort. In Bollywood, sadly, well-intentioned does not always spell well-executed. “Khandaani Shafakhana” beats around the same bush without much of a story to tell, through a runtime that would seem at least half an hour too long.