Golmaal 3: Thrice as painful
If youâ€™ve seen the earlier two â€śGolmaalâ€ť films, you have a fair inkling of what the third one is about. These are custom-made films, tailored to the â€śfestive moodâ€ť when filmmakers think audiences will laugh at anything and pay any amount of money if you promise them a fun-filled entertaining film.
If that means you have the customary toilet humour, so be it. If that means you have to fit in a criminal, a bumbling police officer and five songs in a two-hour film, so be it. And if it means replacing good writing with slapstick, crass humour, who cares? As long as you can disguise swear words ingeniously, get a dog to bite a manâ€™s backside and bring in some emotion towards the end. The laughs will come because people are in a festive mood â€“ at least thatâ€™s the formula.
Director Rohit Shetty doesnâ€™t waver from this formula. As a result, there really isnâ€™t much of a story to tell.
Basically, five unemployed men live with their parents and do nothing constructive all day except play pranks on each other.
There are all kind of gags to support this â€ślaugh all you canâ€ť package that the film offers viewers. Most of them involve some form of slapstick or toilet humour. I cannot think of a single scene that has clever writing or a genuine comic moment.
I donâ€™t understand the logic of leave-your-brain-behind movies. I take my brain everywhere I go, including to Rohit Shettyâ€™s films. And let me tell you, my brain didnâ€™t like this one. In fact, thanks to this film, even the festive feeling is gone. Stay away from â€śGolmaal 3â€ť.