Saala Khadoosdoesn’t have toomany laugh-out-loud moments if you discount the unintentional ones. Like when a black-eyed Ritika envisions Madhavan in a burly, bald baddie’s face at a key, dramatic juncture of the final fight or how her Russian opponent specially lost weight to specifically fight her andmove from heavyweight to lightweight boxing.
Between its many, many confused, underdeveloped, raucous ideas, hides the film Saala Khadoosset out to be. Too bad it never made it to the screen.
