I am pissed at promo makers. I really am. For the past few months, my movie going has been purely dependent on the promos I watch, and I need to change that. I am not going to start naming them, since that’ll be a bore. I had a ticket for Rambo IV as well, but decided to go for the Hindi movie, since I enjoy writing my Hindi reviews because there is so much you can put in them. English reviews are easier to write, really. So anyway, off I went to watch Sunday on Friday, and wished I had gone for some Hollywood-style maar dhaad instead.

Sunday has too many colorful characters; I’ll give them that. There is a ice-cream loving cop with a permanent sullen expression (Ajay Devgan, he really needs to realize that he is a really good character actor, and NOT Brad Pitt), a babe who dubs for cartoon movies (Ayesha Takia, cute as a button, but she needs to read the script before she gets into something like this), a cab guy who drives a red cab (Arshad Warsi, the guy is a natural, un-obnoxious, and delightfully underrated, AND funny), a struggling actor (Irrfan Khan, I have come to like him over the years, and yes he can be funny when he wants to be, in a very off-handed way), a stammering gangster (Shreevir Vakil, he could be funny, but in almost every movie he is depicted as an idiot), the cop’s sidekick (Mukesh Tiwari, always believable), and a Karate wannabe (Hiren Veerji, funny guy, but usually wasted in movies).

I ask myself, how can anyone screw up so royally with characters like these? Read on to find out.

ACP Raveer Randhava is a corrupt cop, who along with taking bribes, munches on a Cornetto ice-cream ever now and then, wears a designer denim shirt which is always unbuttoned till his navel, and sports stylized hair by Toni & Guy. He also fights criminals who have no or negligible overall impact on the movie, has a permanent gastric trouble which shows on his face, and walks like he is John Rambo. When he is not doing all this (which is rare) he can be seen leching at young women, and trying to ape a Jat cop. He is assisted by his sidekick (Mukesh Tiwari) who apes all his actions, the ice cream aside.

Seher is a dubbing artiste (we see her doing that in a studio only once during the movie), who makes funny voices every now and then, and is pretty good at them. She lives alone, but has a curious bunch of friends who don’t seem to be doing much for their existence, save for a Karate master (Hiren Virji, with a cute southie accent). Seher is an intelligent, but forgetful girl.

Arshad Warsi is a cab driver (and a red Ambassador at that, in Delhi) who is often seen driving his babbling friend Irrfan Khan to various auditions (mostly in curious costumes), and somehow making ends meet. They have the best lines in the movie, understandably, and are hugely funny at times.

After a drunken night in a nightclub on Saturday, Seher has forgotten about the following Sunday, and wakes up on a Monday, and goes about her routine, only to find curious, unexplainable incidents happening to her. The cab driver pops up every now and then, aggressively asking for a fare of Rs 420, which she has no clue about. A bunch of goons is out to kill her for no reason whatsoever.

That is the general story so far. Since this be a murder mystery (I was not supposed to give that out either), it’d be unfair again (it's becoming unfair quite a few times now!) to give out the turn of events, because this is a supposed ‘comedy of errors’.

I would conclude the review by saying that this could have been a great movie, if director Rohit Shetty hadn’t directed this movie in a drunken haze or something similar. No connection there, but the lack of attention to detail really hurts sometimes. There are people smiling impromptu at the camera, there are spot boys caught at the last minute on film before the shot was Okayed, shadows lurking at the corners when they are supposed to be out of the shot, among other things.

The music again is crappy, as one would expect so. The music videos suffer from being choppy, and forced at times, but what can one expect when it has three music directors, and Shibani Kashyap is one of them. The script too, is choppy – sometimes it is genuinely funny, and at times its clichéd; tasteless gay jokes among them. The only performance that stand out, are those of Arshad Warsi, Ayesha Takia, and Irrfan Khan. The rest of the cast looks either miscast, or wasted.

Truly, this one movie is a complete waste of time, and I would rather watch gorillas breeding, in intricate detail, on NatGeo. ‘nuff said.