The thing with a sex comedy— it could swing either way (pun unintended). You can either have a grown-up comedy that really makes you laugh, or you can have that same old puerile bull dished out in the name of an adult comedy.
This film, a sequel to Masti (2004), is not so much an adult comedy as it is about adultery. Three married men have had it with their wives, and then look for some adulterous ‘grand masti’.
No, first let’s hit flashback and see them in college. They’re telling us what A, B, C stand for (various parts of a woman’s anatomy, if that helps). How sad, they whine. We were always told A stands for apple, and B stands for ball. It’s only when they came to college that they realized the “truth”. (Warning: this portion could ruin the charm of the alphabet for you permanently.)
An uptight principal is punishing a student (Suresh Menon) for flirting with a girl. It’s strictly against rules, as per this new principal, and so the student is made to strip before the college. Our central characters, the three buffoons, are glad these are their last few days in the college. Suddenly foreign extras in bikinis appear as the camera tilts all over them. It’s a song.
Present time: Amar (Riteish Deshmukh) is dealing with the downside of becoming a father. Any private time he intends to spend with the wife is thwarted by the new baby’s cries. Meet’s (Vivek Oberoi) busy wife is his boss in the office, and he suspects she’s having an extra-marital affair. Prem (Aftab Shivadasani) has a wife who’s just popped out of a saas-bahu serial, and is so weighed down by housework that she doesn’t have time for him.
So the three meet over drinks and do what they do best— whine! A sudden call inviting them for a college reunion has them excited.
Miraculously and inexplicably, as soon as they reach the campus they’re hooked, booked, and cooked by three fetching ladies. That these ladies happen to be related to that stuffy principal (he calls the women his “tijoris”), thereby putting the boys in trouble, forms the crux of the story.
For “humour” you have a cat attacking someone’s privates, Vivek and Aftab in drag, Suresh Menon saying, ‘Don’t horny me’, and inane dialogue like, “Hum Abraham Lincoln ko to kya, John Abraham ko bhi nahin jaante’, and three women’s names adding to, ‘Rose, Mary, Marlow’.
It’s pertinent to note that today, when the verdict of the Delhi gang rape is going to be announced, you have YET another Bollywood film making rape jokes. At one point a character remarks, ‘balatkar se yaad aaya, meri biwi kahaan hai?’ (‘this talk of rape reminds me, where is my wife?'). When will this stop? And why did the censors let it pass?
The portions this writer DID find humorous were our heroes attempting to pass off as college kids, AND gorgeous single women throwing themselves at much-married louts with zero personality or charm.
About the only redeeming feature in the film is the cast. Riteish Deshmukh, Vivek Oberoi and Aftab Shivadasani have great camaraderie and are talented comic actors, but needed a better film. Here they’re made to ham their way throughout. Manjari Phadnis, Sonalee Kulkarni and Karishma Tanna are wonderful as the wives. The ladies playing the girlfriends are no actors, with only Bruna Abdullah showing some potential.
There’s a misconception that an adult sex comedy has to be offensive and chauvinistic. Our filmmakers have to figure out a way of making a between-the-sheets comedy that’s liberal, sexy, and genuinely funny.
But try telling that to director Indra Kumar whose humour quotient needs to evolve to contemporary standards. It’s an adult comedy, but ironically, such comedies need to grow up.
Nope, this adult comedy is neither grown-up nor funny. Completely avoidable!
Rating: 0.5 stars