The Ram Gopal Varma Factory has successfully manufactured its next bomb. A dud from the word Go, the film makes you run for your dear life.
The script is conspicuous by its absence. So Nisha Kothari decides to have some fun with her hardly-there outfits.
Three songs in 30 minutes and she bares her body and soul to her boyfriend (an awful Gautam in a painful debut). Pity, even after two hours, Nisha doesn’t get the whole idea of clothes. Both are college students who elope for fun.
Trouble comes in the form of Kay Kay Menon who is probing a political murder. A corrupt chief minister, a chhota don, a contract killer who hasn’t gone to the barber for years... all contribute generously to the turkey called Go.
Nisha pouts for eternity while Gautam watches helplessly.
The theme song drops enough hints. ‘Go, go go’, you are prodded every five minutes.
Heed the warning and escape.
