We duly crack a smile. Look, look, Bhai is sending himself up. He’s letting his heroine crack a good one at his expense. Because he knows that he is anything but. And that he’s just waiting for her to finish the scene and leave, to get into his `Dabangg’ mode, for the hall will burst into hoots and claps and whistles.
That’s what a viewing of ‘Kick’ comes down to. I found it more or less ‘jhelable’ when Salman is not taking himself seriously, blowing a cherry at us. When the film starts getting him close to his noble Being Human image, it becomes a yawn. Salman kickin’ it is fine, but tearin’ up? Nahiiiiiin.
The plot, as befits a Salman Khan spectacle, is completely and delightfully cuckoo. Devi Lal Singh ( Salman Khan) is a guy who wanders about searching for kicks. His father ( Mithun Chakraborty) eggs him on in his pursuit. Devi runs into the sexy Shaina ( Jacqueline Fernandez) , but before anything can happen , he’s off and away. It’s time for Devi’s alter-ego, Devil, to show up, and be chased by a cop ( Hooda) , and a crook ( Nawazuddin Siddiqui) here and there and everywhere.
