Silly, irreverent humour is always a welcome change. But braindead, childish (sorry children, don’t roll your eyes yet) pathetic attempt at funny is not. And I think the only original joke is the fact that Ram Kapoor quit his TV career for this film. Ram Kapoor did put in a sincere effort into making whatever he was doing believable but that sight of him in a red bikini overpowered it all.

The basic plot is promising but then it is filled with so many loopholes that one wishes that the writers had concentrated on filling them instead of trying to cram in as many crude “Haryanvi” type of jokes into the script as possible.

If cringing in your seats is your favourite exercise, watch this one. Otherwise, avoid it. Your eardrums will thank you.

The setting is right, so is the intention. But alas, the film doesn’t really go anywhere, and that’s a pity.

The chemistry between Arjun and Alia is easy and endearing. Both do a decent job and for once, the actors actually look like they could belong to a campus. But after a point, their love saga becomes a bit of a drag, as you keep waiting for some funny banter or some exciting drama.

This film, directed by Umesh Bist and produced by Atul Agnihotri, is not what you should be heading to watch this weekend. Even though I am not very happy to say this, you might as well watch Jai Ho on DVD, if your sole purpose is to ogle at Salman Khan on screen.

This script must have looked great on paper and it had huge potential too. But it’s the shallow treatment that seems to have killed the spirit of the script. Watch it once if politics turns you on, and with election fever in the air, this seems like just the right time too.

Give this film a miss. Get an Ouija board and visit your favourite ghost instead. That will definitely be far more entertaining.

Kukunoor’s story narration is single-minded and unflinching, but instead of getting into the sensitive details of the girl’s psyche and how it changes during her six-month ordeal in the brothel, he prefers to drive home the point about physical abuse again and again. In doing so, he is perhaps unwittingly providing some kind of titillation to the perverts present in the audience, thus diluting the whole purpose of the film.

The worst thing about this film is its story (Habib Faisal). It seems like some sequences have been put together hurriedly to just keep the story going and create some drama. This plain vanilla film is easily forgettable.