Generations change. So do audiences. Same garbage gets recycled still. We deserve it. So be it.

It turns into the ideal family film then, to be enjoyed by the filmmaker’s friends and family alone. I peer at the faces around me at the theatre. Of course, you shouldn’t go by their looks. Or reviews for that matter. Watch it yourself. Come on, you can do it.

Their nights out make for lead story on front page of The Times of India. As is everything else they do. Divorced dad wants his boy to marry a pretty Punjabi girl from the pind. That, by the way, is the central conflict in a film also about sport.

Clearly, someone’s let open a flick that must have been rightly, safely lying in the cans for years. Sounds like fun? Be careful.

This film actually has a darn good script, if you could excuse the hero for a bit. Just a bit. But how can you? We love you Himace. “Like mango, oh ho, like mango…”

Extreme love for the progeny produces corruption in several societies. It produces some terribly inspired entertainment in India. Few grudge the latter as much, I suppose. They don’t have to sit through it, if they don’t wish to. I didn’t have a choice.

Look at the film. The fuss was necessary! Producers make plans of a franchise obvious with the final scene. That, I fear may have G.One with the wind. But then you never know, right? Seriously.

The film, a romantic comedy as you can tell, surveys the rich, urban, over-dressed Indian young, where clothes are sponsored by designers Ritu Kumar and Manav Gangwani, and BMW is the sedan of choice.

This one defies a film. You just lose interest after a while. As do the filmmakers. At some point, out of the blue, they just abandon the whole project, start replaying scenes from the picture, everybody begins dancing together, friends and foes, Anthony Gonsalves, Bhagguji, Chetooji. You wonder what’s going on again. Credits start rolling. Nonsense ends. Poof. Thank you.

The writers have at least made an attempt to put some sense into their supposed script. Though I suppose the background may have been unnecessary. That’s not what most falling for this film will be striking off their checklist. Force is about rapid action. Only.