Critics’ Verdict: ‘Great Grand Masti’ Is Neither Great Nor Grand

A quick look at reviews of this week’s new release ‘Great Grand Masti’

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With <i>Great Grand Masti, </i>what you see is what you get. (Photo courtesy: Film poster)
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With Great Grand Masti, what you see is what you get. (Photo courtesy: Film poster)
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Film: Great Grand Masti
Director: Indra Kumar
Cast: Vivek Oberoi, Riteish Deshmukh, Aftab Shivdasani, Urvashi Rautela

Excerpts from reviews of Great Grand Masti:

Deshmukh, Oberoi and Shivdasani have been constant inhabitants of the <em><b>Masti</b></em> universe even as the women playing their wives have changed with each new production. The men fit their parts so well that they should be worried. Few other actors can affected states of arousal and clutch their (clothed) nether regions as convincingly as these actors. Their eyes widen, tongues hang out, facial muscles contort and bodies tremble in shock frequently over 134 minutes, and they are amply punished for their efforts by Ragini. Despite the promise held out by the title, this kind of fun is neither great nor grand.
<b>Nandini Ramnath (Scroll.in)</b>
The template isn’t any different from the first two (<i>Masti</i>, <i>Grand Masti</i>). This one is even more predictable in its aggressive desperation to offend. A sultry maid (Raut) calls herself Shiney, the prospect of Vivek Oberoi sucking on Aftab’s butt cheeks presents itself, and worst of all, Shreyas Talpade appears as a gigolo called Babu Rangeela, who is turned into a chicken and then served as everyone’s favourite tandoori dish. Was that a spoiler? Will this spoil your thrilling experience of watching such an outstandingly original film? The tired metaphors are the same too: Three idiots; bored with wives; breasts; crave outdoor ‘biryani’ instead; try to sell horny mansion; breasts; spend second half trying to subdue their erections to escape from amorous ghost; breasts; karwa chauth and sanskaari wives save the day; Vivek Oberoi gives birth. Okay, maybe not that last one. Only if they stopped genre-labeling these films, the <i><b>Ragini MMS</b></i> series would find validation as India’s funniest franchise, while this Masti series has already achieved the singular distinction of being India’s scariest and most horrific, toe-curling, nail-screeching and hair-raising franchise ever made.
<b>Rahul Desai (Catchnews.com)</b>
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Amar, Meet and Prem are back on the screen with the third instalment of their almost sexcapade. This time the story is set in a haunted house. But no matter what the setting is, the comedy remains shallow: the jokes do not go beyond buxom women and male genitalia. It could have been very funny had they aimed at <i><b>Carry On</b></i> series, but they do not go beyond bad Whatsapp jokes.<b></b>
<b>Manisha Lakhe (Nowrunning.com)</b>

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Published: 15 Jul 2016,11:30 AM IST

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