Movie Review: Great Grand Masti – Neither ‘Great’ nor ‘Grand’  

Cast: Vivek Oberoi, Reitesh Deshmukh, Aftab Shivdasani, Urvashi Rautela ,Shraddha Das, Mishti Chakraborty, Pooja Banerjee, Sanjay Mishra, Usha Nadkarni and Kangna Sharma

Director: Indra kumar                       

Rating: * *

Runtime: 134 mins

Indra Kumar’s latest directorial effort digs deep into the sexually starved mindset for this third edition of his financially successful franchise that took shape from a playful, mindless but fairly entertaining ‘Masti’ , went regressive in an annoying and voyeuristic ‘Grand Masti’ and now hopefully, comes full circle with this crass, crude and tasteless exercise in adult fantasy horror crudely monikered ‘Great Grand Masti.’

Sex-ploiting the hardcore material with cheap thrills and a boundless flurry of tastelessly crude innuendo, this film heaves it’s top-heaviness in your face without making much effort to wrap it in eye-pleasing splendor. And the original’s sex-starved predators- frustratingly married men Meet Mehta (Vivek Oberoi), Prem Chawla (Aftab Shivdasani), Riteish Deshmukh (Amar Saxena) are yet again trying to sow some wild oats to wake up their comatose sex lives –but get foiled before the act by their respective wives. And of course it’s quite a timely intervention because  the woman they were wooing turns out to be a ‘virgin’ ghost Shabari/Ragini (Urvashi Rautela) haunting a lonely heritage bungalow in Dudhwadi (of all places) and the three men’s lives are now far more at risk than their starved libidos. Amar’s wife Sapna Saxena (Pooja Banerjee), Prem’s Nisha (Shraddha Das) and Vivek’s Rekha (Mishti) still have their families around to come up with some dirty tricks.

This third installment basically harks back to the first salvo where three bored husbands get entangled in the wily snares of a lusty woman. The plotting is predictable, the Viagra infusion and artifice ridden hormonal boost becomes ludicrous as the three ageing Romeos can barely handle their own wives – leave alone another beauty in the offing.

This film is a mess of Neanderthal ideas and antiquated fantasies. The jokes fall flat, the writing is disgusting and the skimpily clad barbettes doing their trade-mark heave-hos leave little to the imagination. With such brevity of thought, action and attire, the desperation to score with a depraved audience is quite evident. If  there was enough levity in the exercise to off-set that brevity, this would have been quite a senseless haven of mirth. But that was not to be. The degeneration in thought and action here is sincerely off-putting. Can’t believe that a director who gave us quite a few successful romantic comedies would stoop so low as to virtually scrape the groin area for economic sustenance. This is one nightmare better left unseen!

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