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Housefull 3 comes as a breath of that air which is left at a Garbage dump, after a Cleanliness drive which never took place.
While Housefull 1 & 2 played football with your sensibilities, Housefull 3 challenges your IQ level by taking it to a whole new level of lowness and beating it up with a baseball bat.
The Director duo Sajid-Farad do not manage to lose the plot, since the movie doesnt have a plot in the first place. It is just a bunch of slapstick jokes, poorly made, feebly attempting to woo you for the next 2 and a half odd hours, if you manage to survive, that is.
While the storyline is as predictable as your left nostril which you pick every hour, when no one is looking, the Star cast doesnt even manage to add the required lustre to the movie.
Riteish Deshmukh and Abhishek Bachchan barely manage to scrape through the alleged comedy and Akshay Kumar’s split personality makes you want to split his head in two at times.
The girls Jacqueline, Nargis Fakhri and Lisa Haydon have been made up into glorified bimbos, who neither look sexy nor tickle your funny bone when they spout English translated into Hindi dialogues, which for some reason, the scriptwriters thought were going to make you laugh.
This might be one of those movies which Boman Irani will cringe to have in his “Showcase of Talent”
The movie begins to disgust you right from the first few minutes as Riteish Deshmukh slips on words and calls his would be “Wife” and “Tawife” (seriously??) but its only the short skirts of the three ladies which keep you hopeful about what is to come. And you are SO WRONG !!!
There are 5 interesting minutes just before the Interval when they introduce Jackie Shroff and you think, maybe now the movie will take a turn for the better. But as soon as the movie restarts after the Interval, you realize that this was nothing but a ploy to make sure you spend your hard earned money on the over-priced popcorn and coke, which you will probably end up choking on before the movie ends.
The One Star given to this movie is for Sajid Nadiadwala, in appreciation of his tremendous courage for taking the Indian audience for granted every now and then and dishing out such horrendous crap movie after movie. Hats of to Sajid Nadiadwala for this.
All in all, if you have a lot of money (like the Ambanis) and a lot of time to spare, you might want to watch the movie in your own privately owned theater with a team of doctors on a stand by to rescue you and then call it as you “Amazing Self Control and Contribution to Indian Cinema”.
I spent around 15 minutes hitting myself after watching this movie, but I wouldnt call that original of me. I got the hint from Akshay Kumar’s Sondi versus Sandy in the same movie, where he spends hitting himself for a much longer time than that…..
Disclaimer: Housefull 3 ki Maa Ki …… Taang Utha Ke !!! (No I am not abusing, those are the songs in that movie)
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