The film features three friends Amar,Meet and prem who always want fun The film begins with the title song where three friends get married with Sapna,Rekha and Nisha at the end of the song. Then the story shifts six years later. Troubles faced by the three friends after getting married are shown in funny way in this film.
For the record, cleverly handled slapstick humour can be fun even for serious film buffs who may prefer a diet of Satyajit Ray and Abbas Kiarostami, but are also occasionally willing to let their haid down. Just check out the David Dhawan-Govinda combination at their best and you will know what I mean.
There is little that is different in this film except one genuinely amusing quip about female infidelity and lesbianism, which is unexpected from an industry that otherwise finds humour only in bed-hopping men while placing promiscuous women in the dock and has barely acknowledged the existence of homosexual women in this world. Surprise surprise, this particular scene is not tasteless. It proves that Kumar possesses a quality not very common among humourists: the ability to crack jokes about a marginalised group without being condescending, to laugh with people rather than at them.
Director Indra Kumar is certainly expected to find new ways to use clichés and repeat done-to-death ‘non veg’ jokes that we used to receive as SMSs back in school. Let us hope this movie will at least try to justify 1/10th of the 200 bucks we spent on the tickets. Pathikrit Sanyal from News18 was inside the theater to tweet review the film:
10:01 AM: Less than ten minutes into the movie and the juvenile jokes are already getting to me. #GreatGrandMasti
10:14 AM: Aftab Shivdasani’s creepy pervert expressions and the double entendres are more nightmare inducing than Grudge
10:15 AM: The amount of casual slut shaming is just amazing #GreatGrandMasti
11:48 AM: Will the wives’ prayers save the creep men from the over sexualized ghost? I’m on the edge of my seat. #GreatGrandMasti
11:52 AM: Aftab Shivdasani trying to exorcise ghost of Urvashi Rautela with a pair of boxers is something I’d never thought I’d see #GreatGrandMasti
The Indian Express:
The trio has been sending its sex-starved status up for laughs ever since we met them first, in 2004 (Masti). We got more of the same in 2013 (Grand Masti). This time around, even the occasional snigger has dried up completely.
To spice up the by now wrung-out-to-dry formula of sex-starved husbands and stand-offish wives, the script has added on a female ghost who died a virgin, and who is bent upon making up for the lost time by having at not just one, but all three.
That you’re still going to laugh at some of the stupidest, lamest jokes ever to make it to screen. That you’re going to wonder why you have such bad taste to have sat through around two hours of utter tripe without so much of a complaint (you bought it, now pay the price). That Aftab Shivdasani still has a career after never letting go of that hawas ka poojari expression of his. That Vivek Oberoi talks about upliftment of villages and the women there and treats them like sex objects in this film. That he has an insulting sideswept Justin Bieber hairdo that nobody wants to make fun of. That Riteish Deshmukh is in this film despite insisting he’d never do sex comedies. That you’re going to compare it to Humshakals and like GGM better. That the more you think about it, the less inane this is going to sound.