A foul-mouthed whore and a gentle-voiced young fellow are thrown together for a night, and the time they spend together impacts both strongly: the premise has promise, but nothing in the film ‘Yaara Silly Silly’ delivers on it.

The dialogues are laced with cuss words to make the cosmetic scenarios sound authentic and then songs come in to prove that it is usual Bollywood fare. There is a strong Chameli hangover but while Sudhir Mishra’s film had a certain grace and humanness about the murky, morbid world, here the approach oscillates between amateurish and exploitative.