Films like these are supposed to be hard-hitting. Once they begin to hit you on your head, it usually becomes quite hard to recover for a while. But this one takes things a little further. I speak from experience. I’m still feeling dizzy.

There aren’t good enough reason as to why you should watch Desi Kattey. But, if you have nothing else planned, you can plan a movie date with all your buddies.
A piece of advice: Don’t forget to shoot dead the memory of Desi Kattey before your leave the movie theatre.

If you like stories about boys on a rampage, this one will make your heart swell with manly pride.

You’d think it’s virtually impossible to combine a Gunday-style exaggerated Eastern buddy flick with a fictional sports biopic with a dated 90s gangland drama. But Anand Kumar’s Desi Kattey (presented by The Real Estate Guru), an outrageous exercise in anti-screenwriting, greedily does just that—albeit with an unintentionally comical outcome.

Desi Kattey is one drag of film that pretends to be a potboiler but ends up being a Gunday look alike gone wrong. I am not sure such films should be reviewed even. I bore through enough pains to write it and hence I feel too tired for stars.

If you’re interested in yet another mediocre UP movie about petty criminals, this is your pick.

A dull and painfully long affair, watch it only if you want to punish yourself for breaking your diet or something. Stay away, otherwise.

Trying to deliver at the mass level, Anand Kumar’s ‘Desi Kattey’ gets mawkish, inane and boring shooting at wrong ends for a disastrous weekend.

Desi Kattey is one of those films, we say, you should not waste your time on. Films like these are best watched on TV, with your friends so that you can laugh on them.

Anand Kumar misses almost every target at making even a fairly watchable film. Damn the cliches, the film shows no semblance of a coherent story or believable characters. It’s plagued with weak dialogues and poor editing.

Desi Kattey is an insipid mishmash of just about every script engaging two friends going separate ways meets underdog sports hero.

Earthy robust and virile Desi Kattey is the macho gun gaan that fans of Anurag Kashyap and SanjayGupta’s cinema would identify with. If you like stories about boys on a rampage this one will make your heart swell with manly pride.

The point of this kind of film is to be completely male-centric, guns-as-phallus, mine-is-bigger-than-yours.

The idea, I would assume, after watching this movie which is almost two-and-a-half hours long, was to show the lives of two shooters, who take different routes in their lives.

But the route taken by the director of this film is ‘path breaking’, tortuous and preposterous!

The first half is sufficiently loaded with desi guns and their ‘thaae thaae’ which gives you more headache than any logical stance. Unfortunately, it is carried forward in the second half minus any sense but plus some over the top emotional drama.

This film is a perfect example of what bad direction can do to a good enough plot. This movie is torture to your senses. If you have nothing better to do this weekend, sit at home and watch Arnab Goswami on TV. That will be far more interesting that going and watching this film.

All in all, DESI KATTEY is strictly an avoidable fare…
Had the film’s writing (Aaryaan Saxena) been watertight, it would have really saved the film from sinking with every passing scene. The same applies to even the film’s editing (Bunty Nagi) and action (Jai Singh Nijjar), which is way too loud.