Just before interval, Arshad Warsi almost pleads with viewers to come back and watch the rest of the movie. Ah, the height of desperation!

Well, what happened before the interval can be summed up in sighs, snores and some furious footsteps to the exit.

Warsi does a Salman on the beach with bikini babes all over, whereas the whole movie is a marathon for Suniel Shetty, with a dog or two to keep company. By the way, what was Sandhya Mridul doing with the other two strip-happy ladies? Guns, kickass fights and a diamond heist... the three must be on a strict Charlie’s Angels diet.
Shetty is no good at comedy. So don’t blame your poor little facial muscle if it refuses to flex everytime the village hero’s dhoti is torn apart by a doggie.

And the don with a maa syndrome (and Nirupa Roy pictures all over the wall) doesn’t make the film any more bearable.

Mr White (gentleman Shetty) and Mr Black (conman Warsi) are joined by a dozen other irritants — like a police officer who is yet to discover his brain, a rich brat who can’t take her eyes off Suniel Shetty and a Punjabi family probably advertising all the colours of the rainbow.

Here’s the verdict in black and white: Keep away.