IF YOU ARE SQUEAMISH STAY AWAY
He's no Robin Padilla, but even Robin does not pretend to have just taken his 12th grade exam. This sweaty muscle-bound person thinks he can get away looking like a 17 year old...
Now please say thank you, because I have spared you the sight of an overweight person who claims to wants to be a chef but eats junk food as if it were going out of style; of a lantern jawed young woman (Arshi, in her her disastrous debut) who wants to supamodul (her enunciation); a young woman who wanders about with cut flowers and kisses them because she's into envronment (clearly needs speech lessons in both Hindi and English); a young woman who looks like she was on her way to Goth and ended up on the side of the street where Bengali babas live takes off on Monjolika, Manjulika, Mannnjolikha (terrible enunciation again!); a ghastly man (not boy) who wants to give women lessons in love (his body language is more reptilian than romeo); wannabes in the form of babaji, corrupt politician, bhai, and a revolutionary all thrown in, not to mention engineering college kids who look like unwashed roadside goondas... it's a pukefest of cliches.
The parents of such progeny are caricatures too. You know the underpaid/unpaid screenwriter has had his revenge when everyone repeats this one line: the edookashun sistim of the whole country is krrupt.
Even if you agree, you know they forgot to ask questions anyone with a modicum of intelligence would have asked BEFORE the movie was made:
Why would a bunch of losers, who did do not well at school, want to go to college?
Why would the losers even want to apply at the best colleges, be rejected, and then express regret?
If I had hated school, failure at exams would just prompt me to hang out with my friends and do nothing!
The hero of this movie is Ankur Khanna, Vinod Khanna's nephew. Unfortunately he has neither the looks nor his uncle's charisma to make it in a world full of Ranbir Kapoors and Imran Khans. Hopefully, both Ankur and Arshi, the heroine (her changing hair colour and clothes sense is so alarming, you know she's been conned) have a day job to go back to after this debacle.
It's a shame how Anupam Kher chooses lend his name to such a venture (even though he's dead after three scenes), giving it a notion of decency which is wholly undeserved.
This film does not really merit a review, and maybe on another day I would have had fun with this one, but somehow this movie offends all sensibilities. 40 whiplashes!