Great Grand Masti

Strictly recommended viewing for people who want to get sledgehammered with silliness. Or just hammered by ham. You know you want it!

Only one piece of advice for those rushing to catch this: carry along a chastity belt. It would be useful only if worn over the head, covering your eyes and ears.

GREAT GRAND MASTI is a ghoulishly unfulfilled and terribly ironic follow-up to the bawdy MASTI series that makes you feel bad for Riteish Deshmukh, Vivek Oberoi and director Indra Kumar because they had not actually hit this rock bottom until they agreed to appear in it.

Amar, Meet and Prem are back on the screen with the third instalment of their almost sexcapade. This time it is set in a haunted house. But no matter what the setting is, the comedy remains shallow: the jokes do not go beyond buxom women and male genitalia. It could have been very funny had they aimed at 'Carry On' series, but they do not go beyond bad Whatsapp jokes.

As if the cringe-worthy story wasn't enough, the makers have added random songs in the film, making it a difficult watch. In a nutshell, Great Grand Masti is neither great nor grand, and it doesn't have any masti elements either.

What starts off as a cringe fest initially graduates to be repelling over the course of the film. Of course it's not the best way to spend this weekend!

It seems highly ridiculous that the producers think this is what the audience want. That this will make money, and it just might. It also makes one sad for the audience, who are taken for granted like this and serviced with one trashy film after the other in the name of 'family entertainers'. Don't bother watching this one. You can thank us later.

Even Yashraj Films went through a phase of lazy, derivative wink-wink self-referential rom-coms when they ran out of ideas. Rohit Shetty's entire career is built on this. But the way Balaji has convinced repeat-offender Indra Kumar to run amok in their own film library points to a rather disconcerting possibility: Do they actually think this is a "homage" to themselves? That's like a schizophrenic copycat killer going on a rampage to pay tribute to his own gory legacy.

Don't you dare smile! Even if you do, do it with a sorry face. Who knows, a smile might turn out to be the inspiration for an even greater 'masti'. It's a miracle I have survived.

Great Great Masti is stuck in  a time-warp.Innuendos , comparing penises to bananas and referring to pubic hair asjhaad(bush),  are no longer cool even in school back-benches.Shockingly the female actors are shown to participate in scenes where woman's body parts are likened to plots of land and real estate.

Watch 'Great Grand Masti' if crass 'humour' is your idea of fun. This one gave me a throbbing headache.

...the movie is a one-time watch, if you are into adult humor and PJs and for the rest there is Urvashi Rautela.

Great Grand Masti has all the regular trappings to satisfy the average adult comedy aficionado. But if you expect even the slightest amount of grace and intelligence in your cinema, you'll have to look away. This is pure cheeky fun. Meant only for those who enjoy innuendos.

One knows to expect a certain kind of humour from the Masti films, but this one takes the jokes even lower than its previous iterations: The gags are tasteless, homosexuals are liberally made fun of, and gratuitous shots of the female bosom are stuffed throughout the run-time. Watching straight porn might make for a better experience than this.