Ghudchadi follows the story of Chirag who falls in love with Devika only to later realise that his single father Veer was previously in a relationship with Devika’s single mother, and that their romance may have rekindled again. Such is the absurdity of the plot that even a delicate issue of complexities in a relationship is conveniently passed off like a comedy that is so cringe-worthy that it will make you want to slap yourself. I wish I could say any redeeming quality about the writing but there is none! In fact, the writing is so bad that some of the character building references have zero significance in the story. For instance, the character of Veer(Sanjay Dutt) is shown to be an ex-army officer who excels in shooting traps, a detail that had no impact on the story. The character of Chirag was an entrepreneur who was apparently a marketing genius in ‘selling’ his brand of underwear, a gimmick that was just meant to evoke laughs rather unsuccessfully in a screenplay standing at nearly 2 hours! I was shocked by the short sightedness of the writing, almost cracking up as they may have written a line in anticipation that viewers will find this funny too!

If you still care, the drama follows the introduction of Chirag, an offshoot of Prem(Hiiiiii Auntyyyyyy) from Main Prem Ki Diwani Hoon who is happy go-lucky around his family comprising of his father and his grandmother who is hell bent on getting him married to a girl ‘from their caste’. Enter Devika his investor turned girlfriend who falls head over heels for him during a pitch, even as they kick off their affair discreetly. And while their castes are different(Oh My God, what a twist), a parallel plotpoint reveals that Chirag’s father Veer bumps into his mid-aged sweetheart Menaka, only to rekindle their romance. A quick animated flashbacks reveals that both of the lovers were separated by Veer’s mother just because they did not belong to the same caste(Brilliant Twist!). So the conflict here is essentially a rectangular love story, but not before bouts of humour that is not only funny but also atrocious.

The proceedings here are such a slog given how frivolous the writing is that even to get to the core conflict, half the film was spent. And while I tried to make sense of the events early on, a wedding sequence involving song and dance ended inexplicably with Chirag checking the underwear of the groom, and when realising that his friend wasn’t wearing His brand, pulling it off and flinging it at Devika, with whom he would later fall in love. If that isn’t cringe, I don’t know what is. Parallely, the idea of a perfect date for the elderly couple Veer and Menaka(relatively, I know), is to randomly drive in a jeep in a large open ground. Some fetish, I tell you! Not even for a moment did the writers try and bring some emotions to the table to get the viewers to even remotely invest in either of the two love stories. 

The drama becomes so sluggish after the halfway mark that a seemingly serious conflict is literally taken as a joke of sorts. I wondered why it took the characters a while to even get familiarized with the conflict, when that was the core of the drama. And even after knowing, the idea was not to confront and get things sorted but to further complicate things and confide in your friends first over drinks. This, even as random friends of Devika bitching about her mother are schooled in front of a crowd. What even was going on! And cut to the cliched finale wherein an accident and another ‘shocking’ revelation later, all is well – both the Ghud and the Chadi(pun intended). The screenplay is an absolute disaster, make no mistake!