You do not need to subject yourself to its surfeit of action, comedy and melodrama unless you are an inveterate fan of the Deols, collectively or individually. What Yamla Pagla Deewana Phir Se offers purely as a cinematic outing isn’t worth your time.

Looking back at my thoughts on the second part of Yamla Pagla Deewana in 2013, it struck me that, besides changing a few names here and there, I could copy paste the analysis, sentiment and pain of that experience and it would be equally applicable to Yamla Pagla Deewana Phir Se.

Dharmendra, Sunny Deol and Bobby Deol are under the assumption that the audience will pay big bucks to watch them share screen space. But, there isn’t much to admire here

The Gujarati-Punjabi culture clash offers nothing ingenious; the courtroom scenes are a farce and the special appearances of Asrani and Shatrughan Sinha are risible to say the least. After two hours and twenty seven minutes one can only hope YPD3 is the finale in Deols series of buffoonery. What’s certain is that their enthusiasm and humour is now tiring.

Yamla Pagla Deewana Phir Se has the wit of a goat.Considering most of it is assigned to Bobby, the result is as agonising as his last outing.

If you love Sunny, buy a ticket. His sincerity is never at doubt. Other than that, YPD should NEVER phir se be attempted.  

The fact that there have been three iterations of a film that should never have been made even once is a telling comment – whether on the film industry or the audience that consumes them is a matter of debate.

Far from being mad fun, YPD3 is dull and dreary. It bored me to death save one nice line, “Dar dar ke dhokle khana” (being forced to run from pillar to post). But the film is likely to have the boundless blessings of Baba Ramdev, Patanjali and Ministry of Ayush. Sadly, that’s all the Deols seem to gunning for.

It is a kind of film where the otherwise good ensemble is also kind of bored performing the same old buffoonery.

In this installment, taglined ‘Phir Se’, even the half-hearted guffaws, which we managed in the first two, have dried up. The jokes are so lame that they are practically invisible.

Dharmendra, Sunny Deol and Bobby Deol fire their cottage industry once again with disastrous consequences for the audience.

Navaniat Singh’s film tries to be a comedy, an Ayurveda commercial, a plea for national integration, a love story and a moral science lesson. Dharmendra still has dollops of charm but even he or Sunny Deol’s iconic ‘dhai kilo ka haath’ can’t lift this incoherent film

‘YPD 3’ sure bears the hallmarks of a loud comedy, but loses much of its steam in the second half and culminates into a predictable climax. If you’re a diehard Deol fan, we’re sure you’ll find a reason to watch this film.

You’ll need a couple of popcorn boxes to munch on, but more than that, you’ll need Himalayan patience to sit through this 147-minute of convoluted mess.