Great Grand Masti is the third film in the Masti trilogy. The Adult Comedy stars the terrific trio of - Riteish Deshmukh, Aftab Shivdasani and Vivek Oberoi. Two films later, the Masti franchise has made the audience familiar with its template. How the monotony of marriage makes three buddies seek for some harmless fun(sex), has proven to make for a few good laughs and a lot of sexiest funny jokes. Even in the third sequel, the naughty popcorn masti will make us laughso louder with therir funny double meaning talks.and now introducing to the new character(actress) of the movie great grand masti the ‘bhootni’( uravashi Rautela). she gets maximum play. She has an extensive wardrobe, clearly, so she is to be seen in flowing gowns and stringy ‘cholis’ barely able to contain her bosom. She clearly also has a beauty parlour in easy reach because her hair is immaculately curled, and her lips made up in red and pink.
The ‘masti’ boys(yes, that’s what they are called, seriously!) are back to test your nerves.
Amar(Ritesih) has a bungalow to sell and Prem(Aftab) is supposed to help him. Meet(Vivek) also accompanies them to Doodhwaadi, a village where old women talk in innuendos and ghosts look forward to having fun with youngsters.The three men and the ghost gyrate when it’s least needed and keep flaunting their assets and making unfunny ‘cock’, ‘Viagra’ and ‘pussy’ jokes.
Eye-rolling sequences keep unfolding, especially in the second half. Babu Rangeela(Shreyas Talpade in a cameo), a gigolo(the filmmaker, assuming that audience would not know what it means very helpfully has one his character explain that he is a male prostitute), gets turned into a chicken and eventually cooked into a dish with two friends fighting for the breast piece and the leg piece. And if that wasn’t enough there is Baba Antakshari(Sanjay Mishra) pooping watermelon, a very large one at that. It made me cry(besides rolling the eyes) at the plight of this very fine actor.
Rautela is made to rant, shimmy and shake in old-Bollywood vamp style. At least she has something to do, poor thing. As opposed to Deshmukh, Oberoi and Shivdasani, who are handed out such deathless lines as: “baahar ki biryani aur ghar ki daal bhi nahin milti.” A village they fetch up in is called ‘Doodhawadi’, and one of them comes up with ‘let’s milk this opportunity’, not once but twice. A dish of chicken is divided into ‘breast pieces’ and ‘leg pieces’. And so on, and on.