Low rent comedy. Review on Singh Is Bliing

‘Singh Is Bliing’ is a low rent comedy and doesn’t care who knows it. Everything about it stoops low: IQ, jokes, scenes. Of course, there is no story, only unconnected, jerky set-pieces. The only thing which saves it—a little — is that it wears its silliness proudly on its hero’s `pug’( turban), said hero smartly reworking his good-hearted simpleton who loves his mother and respects his father, and rescues his girl.

The 2008 ‘Singh Is Kinng’( remember that double ‘n’?) toplined the bumblesome Happy Singh who is sent out of his Punjab village to Australia to learn to do something. Seven years on, Akshay Kumar basically reprises that role in ‘Singh Is Bliing’( double `i’, to match), only now calling himself Raftar Singh, and heading off to Goa to learn how to finish what he starts. But the template is the same: lots of inane chit-chat peppered with ‘puttarjis’, ‘pa’ajis, mummyjis, and two best friends, and an English-only-speaking `gori mem’( Amy Jackson replacingKatrina Kaif) to address the deep `desi’ desire of possessing-and-pronging one such worthy.