Great Grand Masti movie review: This offensively unfunny, grating thing’s not a film


Those who have been following the escapades of the ‘Masti’ boys will know that they have been stuck in a limbo: between ‘biwis’ who will not put out and other women who are dying to, between pills that stiffen male private parts and receptacles to insert said parts into, between… I could go on, but I can see you cringe.

So did I, in this offensively unfunny, grating thing (nothing ‘great’ about it) which should not be allowed to call itself a film.

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.

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