A new chapter in absurd hilarity, SAAT UCHAKKEY is a desi ode to Guy Ritche and Coen Brothers. First timer Sanjeev Sharma graduates from a lyricist to a shameless filmmaker who is not at all ashamed to make terrific talents like Bajpayee, Menon, Vijay Raz go berserk in cussing each other in this dark, wicked humour that is targeted to make the lovers of this genre go wild with laughter while making others cringe and accused all on screen for this surreal absurdity in the name of humour.

Wave Cinemas and Crouching Tiger's SAAT UCHAKKEY is a situational comedy about seven losers, who just like anybody, want to get rich. The film starts off with the introduction of Bichhi (Annu Kapoor), who does a hypnosis expert, who manages to escape from a mental asylum and sets himself free in the world where exist Pappi (Manoj Bajpayee) and his lady love Sona (Aditi Sharma).

There is a moment in the short film Taandav that went viral on Youtube early this year, in which a policeman watches a video of himself doing a frenzied dance in full uniform on a Mumbai street. His face melts into a confused mix of amusement and embarrassment. Manoj Bajpayee is nowhere to be seen in that middle-class, middle-aged Maharashtrian cop.

God who may be mad, an Anupam Kher who lives in a haveli a Muslim woman claims is hers, and a Kalawati who exists only in dreams. There is more going on in Sanjeev Sharma's Saat Uchakkey than meets the eyes and, yes - despite the Censor's objections - the ears. Sift through the abuses, those that have survived 90 cuts and a three-year wait for release, and the film is a delightful slice of life from that new pet haunt of filmmakers, Old Delhi.

If you thought actors like Manoj Bajpayee and Kay Kay Menon are their best only when it comes to intense performances, debut director Sanjeev Sharma's con caper Saat Uchakkey should definitely help you change your mind. Set in Old Delhi and infused with the rustic charm of the place, Saat Uchakkey is about Pappi Jaatwala (Manoj Bajpayee), who wishes to earn money in order to marry his ladylove Sona (Aditi Sharma), who is also being wooed by Pappi's nemesis Inspector Tejpal (Menon).

It is perhaps in the fitness of things that Saat Uchakkey opens in a psychiatric ward captured in desaturated frames. The first few sequences, no less perplexing than the remainder of the film, are signposts to what lies ahead. So don't even try wrapping your head around this one. It'll only be ache-inducing. An earnest shrink is determined to come to grips with the baffling mental condition of one of the asylum's most difficult patients, a mystery man in solitary confinement around whom the staff members spin outlandish urban legends.

If you enjoy Guy Ritchie's films, Saat Uchakkey will please you to the bone. This comedy of errors with an immersive environment of rustic Delhi is an absolute laugh riot. Sure it lacks a certain filmmaking finesse but this rough-around-edges movie makes a beeline for North Indian grit and gusto, its peppered with a lot of profanity too. With the help of some smart writing and pitch perfect performances this movie steals all the attention.

When not cursing each other, they are threatening to shove things into each other's back side. Their dialogues are laced with the choicest of expletives from old Delhi's bylanes. Well, that's how their daily conversation sounds like. In the opening scenes, you can make out some words have been muted. After a while, it seems, the censor guys just let go. If they had continued muting the incessant rain of obscene words, 'Saat Uchakkey' would have ended up as a silent film - well, almost. Not to forget that the film's makers did wage a long battle with the Central Board of Film Certification (CBFC) over this.

It is disheartening to see talented actors like Manoj Bajpayee and Kay Kay Menon succumbing to playing lousy characters in a loud and absurd film that pretends to be funny. Barring the authentic setting (narrow bylanes of old Delhi), nothing really works in the film's favour. Bajpayee's haircut is as hideous as the film's dialogues. Every line is either meaningless or laced with the choicest of cuss words and it all seems uncalled for. (Read "Never let his wonder steal your thunder," etc)