- Director: Mrighdeep Singh Lamba
- Starring: Pulkit Samrat, Varun Sharma, Ali Fazal, Manjot Singh, Richa Chaddha, Pankaj Tripathi, Vishakha Singh, Priya Anand
- Runtime: 141 minutes
- Storyline: The four Fukreys again get involved in a quick buck scheme, unsuccessfully at that. A politician plays the villain with a tiger and her cub in other key roles.
The shadow of its Fukrey hangs too overwhelming on Fukrey Returns, directly down to the summing up of the forerunner in the opening titles and the dazzling Ram Sampath song, “Ambarsariya“, that continues playing out of sight. Tragically, they burden things for Mrighdeep Singh Lamba’s new trip. The music, for one, is simply not in a similar group and the oddity and freshness of the prequel wear out radically here. Indeed, even the Delhi language and its centre and lower white collar class provinces, where the film(s) are set, feel a yawn now.
The idiosyncratic characters and their weirdo humour are again the backbones even as the thin plot gets extended to its most extreme points of confinement. You need the things to go to a conclusion quick even as they crawl with one toiled circumstance heaping on another. After one year very little has changed for the four bums Honey (Pulkit Samrat), Choocha (Varun Sharma), Lali (Manjot Singh) and Zafar (Ali Fazal). They again get associated with a brisk buck conspire, unsuccessfully at that.
In the interim, the woman Don, Bholi Punjaban (Richa Chaddha), utilizes a government official Babulal Bhatia (Rajiv Gupta) to escape the bolt up that she had been sent to one year prior, just to get herself, and the rest, getting utilized by him thusly. There is a tiger in the zoo, her whelp and a fortune in one of Choocha’s numerous hunches to make things more convoluted.
As in the past trip, Varun Sharma as Choocha plays to the display and gets the chance to be the concentration of everyone’s consideration. The two courageous women and Ali Fazal have scarcely anything to do; they should not have been there by any means. Also, you would have needed a greater amount of Richa Chaddha’s feistiness and Pankaj “Panditji” Tripathi’s clever last words to offset the inferior comicalness with some punch and nibble. Shockingly, filthy amusingness about human bums and snake nibbles and adolescent stiflers overwhelm their detriment.
The film, toward the begin, likewise tries much too elusive amusingness in contemporary issues, an excessive number of at that-vegetarianism, standing, live seeing someone, hamburger boycott, organ collecting, creature exchanging. Be that as it may, the jokes, with an end goal to appear to be brilliant, really turn out weak and pat.
The main takeaways at that point are “Ambarsariya” out of sight it’s as yet playing in my mind and Pankaj Tripathi’s incredible, empty comic planning. Somebody make a comic drama fixated on him now.