Grand Masti lives up to expectations. It’s sexist, objectifies women, and is designed to appeal to those with a double digit IQ. Three overgrown men are supposed to pass off as final year college students who are still learning A, B, C, but with X-rated definitions. This is a campus populated by bikini wearing, cleavage revealing blond women. Suspension of disbelief – and how!
Meet, Amar and Prem’s last few days in college are marred by the arrival of a puritanical and tyrannical new headmaster who bans any interaction or attraction between the male and female students. Anyone found in violation of his code will be dragged by a rope and strung up from a tree – Agneepath style – and publically humiliated.
Cut to six years later. Meet’s (Vivek Oberoi) wife wears the pants in the family. Amar’s (Ritesh Deshmukh) marriage and sex life have been hijacked by the arrival of baby Pappu and Prem (Aftab Shivdasani) is married to the quintessential ‘bahu’.
Frustrated by a lack of physical intimacy with their wives, the trio decides to attend a reunion at their college, SLUTS (yes, really!), an acronym for Shree Lalchand University of Technology and Science. Once on campus, they begin their shenanigans with three equally desperate women – Rose, Mary, and Marlow (say all three names together and you will get the gag).
Turns out the three lusty ladies are related to principal Pereira, the same head who so severely traumatized former student Hardik (Suresh Menon) that he ended up in a mental home.
Now, since there are three equally weighted leading men, the gags are delivered in triplicate and the exaggerated performances are also presented in triplicate. Eventually the horny men, who remove their clothes at the drop off a hint, realize that their marriages are more important than their libidos. But first they must exact revenge on Pereira, which opens up the portals for the writers to build in a gag of men in drag. Surprisingly, Deshmukh does dust off his favourite gown and stays dressed as a man!
Net-net, this film is offensive, crass and offers hardly one or two original scenes. Most are derivatives, borrowed or simply in-jokes playing up other movies. As I watched this, a thought repeatedly came to mind: how embarrassed must the families of the male and, especially, female actors be to see this film.