Nikhil Advani shocks yet again, for the second week in succession. Last week it was the lifeless, listless HERO and now KATTI BATTI. If HERO was a bore, KB, is no Kill Bill! In cricketing terms, Nikhil has scored back-to-back Golden Ducks!
Nikhil literally smothers you with his super display of insanity masquerading as a script on screen. You have the hero (Imran Khan) going back and forth thinking about his past to help you connect with the sudden disappearance of his girlfriend (Kangana Ranaut) from his life.
First Nikhil shows you actual scenes of a flashback. And as though that was not confusing enough for the viewer, he concocts the same scenes with a different version, which was not shown earlier to the viewer. I mean, is this bullshit or what? Then you also have the heroine's friend creating that same scene with another meaning!!!
And finally we are shown a scene where the hero leaves his heroine stranded at the airport, which apparently is what ticked her off and made her dump him like a hot potato. Now, if only that scene was shown earlier it would have made life so easier for the viewer.
But no, Nikhil has another ace up his sleeve (or so he would like to believe) which he will reveal only at the end of the film, thereby lengthening it by another 30 minutes by which time you have lost all interest in the film.Also Read - KATTI BATTI Music Review
The friends are superficial lunatics, so are the other cast. Not one character makes sense in this film and for one scene, the parents of the hero are put through a performance of Devdas on stage after the hero has been sloshed downing a few beers. All through the performance he is drunk, suddenly he comes alive as though not a drop of drink is left in his belly.
And his superficial idiotic friends do something that not even friends in a 70s movie would do. And here we are talking about the year 2015!
If the friends shown in the first half were as I described them earlier, the hero meets up with new friends in the second half which are even worse. He settles with them as though they were buddies from childhood. They call themselves FOSLA, which stands for Frustrated One Sided Lovers Association. Apparently, they too have been ditched on the altar of love. They now have a band and they sympathise with our hero.
It's difficult to believe that we are seeing such inane stuff on screen from a director who gave us D-DAY. If at all Nikhil wanted the script to tug at one's heart, he should have seen ANKHIYON KE JHAROKHON SE 10 times and then redone the movie.
Indeed, this is FOSLA KA GHOSLA!