2.5 hours of my life – wasted. I know this is not how one is supposed to begin a review but trust me, there is no better way of reviewing what is easily the worst film I have been subjected to by Bollywood this year!
My personal opinions on the title not withstanding, the movie falls flat from the word go – songs suddenly pop up from the middle of nowhere a la movies of yore, characters spew dialogues like shrieking chickens in an over-packed pen and the script yo yos from one topic to another in the blink of an eye – from reservation to commercialization of education to house-squatting to the power of silent protest a la Gandhi!
By the end of it, one is left wondering – Yeh kyat ha? Aisa kyun hua? Did they get the house back? So was Prateik a student or a teacher? If he and Deppika and Saif were classmates, did the other 2 fail while Saif went on to become a teacher? And wtf is an institute for remedial classes for bright students???
It’s sad really – the way the film sneakily sidetracks the main issue it ostensibly set out to discuss. In what could have been the beginning of a national debate on the relevance of reservation in higher education (as against ensuring access for all at the primary level as envisaged by the Right to education Act of 2009), all the movie manages is a “Nawab” talking about life as a Dalit, an oxymoron if I ever saw one! While a weak script, idiotic dialogues and hackneyed dialogue-delivery are not problems in this day and age, the movie does not even entertain – the basic USP of a bollywood multi-starrer!
What does one say about a movie that brings together the vivacious Deepika and the bodylicious Saif who sizzled in Love Aajkal? This with a promise of Amitabh’s magic and Manoj Bajpayee’s intensity? One would have said wow, bring it on. But all this inspired me to say was “mental mindlessness not withstanding, can I get a refund?!” The rest, your call!