Tamanchey greets you with a snazzy opening sequence, urging you to settle in for a good cinematic ride. And then, the rest of the film turns out to be as wayward as the bullets that henchmen fire at heroes in action flicks.

Bad editing, no story, a listless plot, unintentionally jerky camera work and utter disregard for continuity and believability end up making the film seem like a rust-eaten blunderbuss trying to work with moist gunpowder. If ever there was a spark of creativity, the storm resulting in the presence of a creative and a song director, besides the “visual” director, ensures that it never got a fire going.

Mysteriously disappearing and reappearing cuts – both on the skin and clothes, unnecessary scenes, gaping plot holes and a drawn-out yawn-inducing climax only make matters worse. Arrested cons Munna (Nikhil Dwivedi as the quintessentially misogynistic UP boy who is also an extortionist) and Babu (Richa Chaddha as the hard-nosed no-nonsense Punjabi/Haryanvi drug-dealer) are apparently the sole survivors when the police van they are being transported in crashes.

Munna wants to return home for his marriage, slated for a few days later, but no cake for you for guessing what transpires between the fugitives. Babu abruptly returns to her “man”, the wrestler-turned-drug kingpin Rana (a menacing, hate-able Damandeep Sidhu).

Munna tracks her down and becomes a member of Rana’s gang, robbing banks. Interestingly, the lead pair also manages to sneak in some “tender” moments in the midst of one such heist!

The single star the film gets is because of a small kitty of sparkling dialogues, Sidhu’s negative turn, and a few moments in the climax where the lead pair finally gets to display some real acting. Otherwise, Tamanchey feels like it has been unnecessarily censored just to get a “U/A”.