It denoted a mixture of the sensational, the rugged and the sophisticated. As Kabir Srivastava, the Agra-based new-age bhaiyya, Abhishek Bachchan is laid back and uninspiring. Aided by the flimsy, excruciatingly dated directorial hand of A. Muthu, he ends up reinforcing the negative UP stereotype, something which his fathers extra large person had broken successfully.
The script is banal and devoid of basics. The small-town hero bashes up goons in his town but turns a softie in Mumbai. Scripts focusing on the country guy as the hero never make this mistake. His larger-than-life personality emerges only when he enters the hostile, big city environ. Then if the film was designed to revive memories of Don and Adalat, Abhishek should have been given some solid lines. Instead, he is made to mouth inane, B-grade dialogues.
New find Keerti Reddy looks like a poor mans Sonali Bendre. But the big letdown is Ismail Durbars music. The songs are good but look completely off colour.
