It’s far more entertaining when a topic like ageism is tossed off as part of a casual conversation. We register the point. We also register Kareena/Jasmine’s indignation at being pointed out how old she is. And it’s refreshing to see women on screen indulge in unapologetic locker-room talk. There was a part where I thought our heroines would be forced to repent and start doing good, but luckily, they survive with their selfish streaks intact. They get to eat their cake and have it, too. So what do they do that they might have to repent for? This involves gold smuggling. The three stars play flight attendants who work for a near-bankrupt airline named Kohinoor. The screenplay could have been tighter, and the film could have been truer to a Hollywood-style caper – but there’s enough solid writing to carry the happenings across. A bit about an airfield in the middle of nowhere comes in useful later. A bit about a male airline employee who chides a female flight attendant for being overweight gets some nice closure when he is, himself, found unfit to fly.
The constant refrain of “Choli ke peechhe kya hai” acts not only as leadup to a remix, but also as a reminder that these women are indeed hiding something in their, um, hearts. The character Tabu plays (her name is Geeta) is shown to be resolutely middle-class, and she gets some amazing zingers. My favourite is the one when she refuses to leave a very expensive cup of coffee. She says, “Sau dollar ki coffee mangvaai hai. Jhaag bhi peeke jaaoongi.” Diljit Dosanjh turns on the charm in a nice little role where he’s smitten by the Kriti Sanon character. Every time he calls her “Divya Rana from Haryana”, you wonder why he isn’t more of a leading man in Hindi films. Rajesh Sharma squirms marvellously as the target of our heroines. (Why don’t we see more of him?) By the last half-hour, the film really gets going, and if it’s not exactly Ocean’s Eleven, I was satisfied with the Ocean’s Five-and-a-half I got.
