It's all very well for the critics to say that you need to leave your brains at home when you go to see this movie......but you still, alas, have to carry your skull with you - a skull that is unlikely to survive the cacophony of sound in this film.
I have finally realised why Anees Bazmee's name has so many vowels in it - you're supposed to extract them, club them together and put three exclamation marks at the end: this will give you a flavour of the emotion you will experience while watching this film.
There are many other highlights - the colours are even louder than those used in "MSG" and "The Dirty Picture"; Shruti Haasan invites you to forget Katrina Kaif by acting like she's the new vegetable in Bollywood; and newcomer Ankita Srivastava attempts to become your new "bosom" pal, by trying to prove that less is more.
If you decide to see this film, you will need to borrow one virtue from Nana Patekar: Control.
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