Movie Review Grand Masti
Cast: Viveck Oberoi, Aftab Shivdasani, Reitesh Deshmukh, Manjari Phadnis, Bruna Abdullah,
Director: Inder Kumar
Rating: * *
Three married guys Vivek Oberoi as Meet, Aftab Shivdasani as Prem and Riteish Deshmukh as Amar go out on fun experience in their college reunion in Shree Lalchand University of Technology and Science (SLUTS), finally to be trapped in a danger.
Inder Kumar’s attempt to cash in on his past glory comes unstuck mainly because there’s nothing new on offer in this stale, un-exciting attempt at comedy that is better suited to Sajid Khan’s oeuvre than his own. Nine years ago ‘Masti’ was seen as funny –if a little stupid. ‘Grand Masti’ though is entirely out-of-this planet- so to speak!
It’s tasteless, sexually in-your-face and completely carnal in it’s treatment of women. Coming at a time when rapes, gender based violence and sexploitation are being seen in increasing numbers in the real world- one would think that Bollywood would have at least reined in the ‘bad taste’ - at least up to the extent that it was not seen as offensive. But that was not to be. In his efforts to make the front benchers salivate and get their basal juices on overflow , Inder Kumar and team construct a narrative that is far-fetched and ill-advised. The shadow play jokes are funny but the overkill makes it just a little too exasperating to be mistaken as fun.
This movie reunites Deshmukh, Oberoi and Shivdasani as Amar , Meet and Prem respectively, and shows them as three un-happily married men returning to college for their reunion in Shree Lalchand University of Technology and Science, otherwise known as (SLUTS) and of course, they get into trouble. Once on campus the trio seek out Rose, Mary and Marlow for some much needed extra-marital sustenance. What follows is a series of carnally inclined and improbably ridiculous situations, obnoxious song and dance sequences, cringe-inducing dialogues and demeaning performances. The entire attempt seems to be concentrated on glorifying philandering.
Grand Masti perpetuates a world view that is stereotypical of the chauvinistic male – one that believes in women being chattel, available to their every whim and desire. The men are shown as sex starved because their wives have no time to indulge them in their pleasures. And skimpily clad foreign women flit about right through the entire gamut of the disturbing narrative as an appeasement to the often overplayed Indian male’s stereotypical fantasy! This one is terrinly disturbing and annoying. Only the depraved can get their kicks from this one!
Music: The album consists of just three songs, and is a letdown as one expected some memorable stuff from the team that gave us the still popular "Masti" soundtrack. 'Zulmi Zulmi' is the best track of the album and the title track may just about get noticed.