Guys,
Give these people a break. Let the law take its course (that would be the LAW OF UNINTENDED CONSEQUENCES). If you watch this movie after a 6-pack and with a group of equally inebriated friends then you may get some good laughs out of it.
One example : Play the game of finding the nonsensical dialogs that may be gramatically correct : ’’Haraamzade, main tujhe bhee aise maarunga jaise tere baap ko maara tha.’’ We had a spirited discussion on whether it was possible for the villen to know the baap of the hero and still call him Haraamzada. My opinion (the majority) was that this was a logically incorrect statement.
Trust me, if you do not keep yourself busy with these games then you will go nuts after the first 15 minutes of the movie. The actual ’attempted’ comedy of the movie actually falls flat everytime. Are we supposed to laugh when Archna Puran Singh (the loving aunty of Fardeen) asks him to undress in front of her.
Ofcourse, you will have to keep yourself from puking whenever Fardeen decides to take his shirt off. Farddy boy, one word for you : steroids (if not, then keep your flab to yourself).
The only good thing was cinematography. The bike race scenes were well picturized. The director obviously was aware of weakness of the rest of the story so he stretched them as much as he could (and then some). But there is only so much that you can watch of the helmetted characters sliding off of the track.
On a serious note, it really hurts to see good money thrown after bad for crap like this. The only satisfaction that I can draw from watching this movie is that it at least provided employment to a few dozen spot-boys and lighting assistants for the few months that it was in production.
Other than that there is no redeeming value to this.
Avoid this one like plague.