Ajay Devgn is back, and you almost wish he had extended his break. But what gets extended in Shivaay is the runtime. For over three hours, you sit gasping at the high peaks and higher non-sense pervading your senses.
So the movie, basically:
Somewhere in the Himalayas, our hero Ajay Devgn is an adventure guide. He’s kinda living his life. Like, lying on snow without his shirt. And smoking a chillum. He claims himself to be a bhakt of Lord Shiva.
On one of his treks, he meets Erika Kaar. They do some passive flirting with some coy eye-moments and the romance gets on. So much so that, our Ajay bhai redefines the Mile high club.
Since they threw caution to the wind, it came back with a storm. To put it subtly, it was a ‘shitstorm’.
Of course, Erika stays back, delivers the baby, and flies off. Cute.
The baby daughter grows up, and wishes to see her mummy. Ajay Devgn pushes off for Bulgaria, where his creepily inquisitive nature lands him in trouble and the daughter gets kidnapped. But in Bulgaria, our lauh-purush stays strong.
And he certainly has a way with hand-cuffs.
Even level-2 of handcuffs.
You just can’t fail to wonder how Ajay Devgn manages to dodge bullets all through the movie, when it’s actually raining bullets!
And we all fall down.
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