We may or may not have a soft corner for Shahid Kapoor.
But we certainly don’t have a soft corner for garbage like Badmaash Company.
No Redeeming Elements
Badmaash Company is the latest piece of shit to emerge from the Augean stables of Yash Raj Films.
Folks, we tried hard, really hard to come up with some redeeming feature in Badmaash Company.
Alas, we came a cropper.
No, no, no. A peek of that bimbo Anushka Sharma’s 34B (??) globes encased in a golden yellow itsy bitsy bikini or the generous display of her fair upper thighs was definitely not a turn-on.
By the way, if we really want to see some skin or tit-show of a sluttish-acting gal there are plenty of night-clubs and go-go girls in our area. Why head to a theater to see an inferior B-grade product!
At its most basic, Badmaash Company is a boring, predictable, moral tale of the importance of not resorting to devious means to make a quick buck.
Forsaking his father’s advice to pursue an MBA, our young man Karan (Shahid Kapoor), in a desperate rush to get rich, resorts to chicanery to make big bucks and in the process parts, first, with his family and, then, from close friends and girlfriend Bulbul Singh (Anushka Sharma).
In the weird, idealistic Yash Raj world, no bad deed goes unpunished and so our Karan falls with a thud, goes to prison, learns his lesson and finally makes it big again.
Repentance, you see, is the sure road to recovery.
Of course, not before Karan’s uncle gives him this extraordinary bit of wisdom – To gain respect, you must give respect. Thank God for brilliant uncles!
That’s all there is to this most boring film directed by Parmeet Sethi, who also takes credit for the jackass story, screenplay and dialogs.
In a sane world, no one would entrust movie-making to amateurs like Parmeet Sethi but, hey, in Incredible India even agents of Lucifer can make movies.
The human experience is teeming with infinite different stories and yet this amateur shit is all that the folks at Yash Raj could come up with. What a shame!
Even the supposedly devious tricks our hero conjures up to get rich, be it the ones with the shoes, gloves or the house are all so silly as to beggar description.
Ha ha ha, whoever thought Jackson Heights in Queen’s was so clean.
As for the acting, we didn’t think there was anything extraordinary here.
Badmaash Company’s music most certainly is not the kind to have you going ooh or aah.
Pedestrian, boring stuff with forgettable picturization, like the rest of this crappy movie.
Whether it’s the first Jingle, Jingle song set in Bangkok or the later numbers like Chaska, Chaska, they hold no magic.
Yash Chopra, Get Out
We’ve told the old man of Indian films Yash Chopra ad nauseum, ad infinitum to pack up his bags and get into a new vocation. Say like selling Jalebis on a railway platform somewhere in the hinterlands, far from India’s movie capital Bombay.
But the duffer just won’t pay heed to our wise counsel and insists on churning out one trashy Hindi movie after another. Laaga Chunari Mein Daag, Aaja Nachle, Tashan,Thoda Pyaar Thoda Magic, Bachna Ae Haseeno and Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi, Dil Bole Hadippa and now Badmaash Company.
Yash Chopra, for the last time we beg of you to please leave the movie business to the professionals.
Avoid this Garbage
Bad news of this crappy movie Badmaash Company must have gotten ahead of us because at a theater on the East Coast we were the only ones around. Guess the non-viewers were smarter than us, eh.
Folks, Badmaash Company is most certainly not worth your precious time or money.
The only payoff for watching this kinda trash is gross irritation over being ripped off.
Show your middle finger to Yash Raj’s latest piece of trash Badmaash Company with gusto.
Critics Tear Badmaash Company to Shreds