The Great Khali adds star value to the film, that's it! But this one would be quite a disappointment for Khali fans, because the professional wrestler has a minuscule cameo that includes a terrible sequence where he is supposed to savour an item number too. Although it does wake you up momentarily in the end, just because due to a dance number by Shama Sikandar which is the only spontaneous and energetic part in the film. She seems to have enjoyed her 4 minutes of fame though Khali looks totally uncomfortable in those 14 minutes that he is seen on screen. All in all needless to say, the high point of the film is Khali's presence in the film; still it didn’t save the film.
T.K. Rajeev Kumar's direction, like the script, offers no novelty absolutely. In fact, there's hardly anything in the movie to hold one's interest. The narrative is so tiresome that you want to go back to sets and jostle Rajeev Kumar so that he could perk up the proceedings. Neither does the love story work, nor do the light moments bring a smile on your face. The story moves slowly, almost aimlessly at number of junctures and the exchange of letters between the lead pair is so exasperating that you pronto want to see what the film's climax holds. No, it is not due to curiosity but sheer boredom that leads to this thought. Imagine a hero writing letters to the lady of his love under the name Salman Khan and urging her to build a romantic liaison with his own self. Typically 60’s kind of script. On part of the dialogues side, Dialogues by Manisha Korde were well-worded at places.
On the whole, comedy kushti turned out to be a tragedy kushti!
1 / 5