There are more then 3 reasons to give this horse shit a miss and if you really want to know, go and celebrate an evening with the worst toilet humour ,homosexual gags and ugly women, spiced with the most tasteless double meaning vulgar entendres I have recently seen and heard.

This is as bad as over her dead body and that was bad, though Sameera Reddy is better as an actress then eva langoria, but she does not stand a chance when a producer decides to pair her with Paresh Rawal.

 The plot is about 3 morons with namesakes of Laxminarayan, played by Tushar Kapoor, Paresh Rawal and Sunil Shetty, who all converge onto a clown congregation in goa in a story of mistaken identities, the location is a hotel called blue diamond and the object of desire is a diamond the size of a quail egg, from which this awful turkey is hatched.

 In the opening sequence upen patel comes to perform a hazardous to health disco and after

showing his flabby stomach, ends up with the poor diamond which he and his ugly girlfriend stow in the fuel tank of a vintage car [Heera Panna ]which belongs to car dealer Sameera Reddy.

 Now some mafia men send Tushar to retrieve the poor stone and eliminate the culprits, he is a goofy rural boy who is on his first murderous mission, Sunil Shetty is another goof sent from London to buy the vintage car, while Rawal is a undergarment-bras and panties dealer from delhi, come to buy some antique rare lingerie from Esha Deol.

 They are all called Laxmi Narayans and they are mistaken for each other as they all check into the same hotel-blue diamond.

 The gimmick is in search of a gimmick here, but alas it is futile to even expect that miracle and the comedy which could have worked with a sound script and good actors falls totally apart, as the worst direction takes over the roost and the jokes about womens brassieres and panties become rampantly pointless, I wish Paresh Rawal would read the lines before he signs his movies.

If you have recently seen vantage point, then you will know what repetitive strain injury means and this is an indian equivalent of that hollywood folly, and I saw 27 dresses yesterday and it was awful but a classic compared to this, every line is repeated here not 3 but 30 times, showing how bankrupt the writer was intellectually and morally.

 There is an awful subplot about some dons who make home made bombs and talk like men in black with dark sunglasses and wear  posh suits, I wish the bomb had been real and blown up the whole cast and crew of this disgrace, but then its asking for too much and it would indeed be wishful thinking.

 One other good reason to watch this is final proof that homo sapiens are not determined genetically but by divinity, as Esha Deol looks like a witch and acts even worse, how could a divine woman like Hema Malini who did masterpieces like KHUSHBOO, LAL PHATHAR and MEERA have bred this idiosyncracy, but that riddle is made worst by the tusshar syndrome ,remember his dad is jetendra,who was in khushboo too ,while khushboo is still fragrant this stinks allthe way to mars, thanks to Esha-Tushar.

 Can we be shown some mercy by the Bollywood crowd can Abishek, Zayed Khan, Tushar, Abhay, Soha ali, be given a supari by some local don so they can be eradicated as otherwise we are in for a great excruciating torture for a few more years.

 As for upen patel, he cant even talk properly and any expctations will be like milking a dead cow, I hope the British home department takes his passport away and ban him from working in anything but a corner store in leicester, where he can sell betel nut and entertain bored indian house wives with his chimpanzee antics.

 This movie is a sponge full of sewer water and except for sameera and paresh, there is nothing but a waste of precious movie stock, but if you like gay gags and it seems India has more gay men then in soho or san francisco, and if you also like sick jokes related to womens underwear, which is the most tasteless reductive cinema I have seen in ages, then it is for you and that brings me to the final question-how did it slip past the indian censor.

This is inspired from dewaane huey pagal and a mad mad world, but in the most perverted manner possible and this team needs to be sued by the makers of those classic comedies.

Absolute claptrap-comedy gone berserk with actors who act like crap and look like crap, other than running around like headless chicken with the camera in a disgraceful chase of shameless disarray.

 Shame on everyone and the Indian censor too. This is an insult to women and a really sexist defamation of indian woman.