Luckily, this is not an official remake of Kundan Shah's classic Jaane Bhi Do Yaaron. If it was, the makers of the original could have sued for defamation.
O Teri borrows the concept of two bumbling very unprofessional professionals who chance upon a scam from Kundan Shah's film and turns it into an extended Santa-Banta joke. It was Naseeruddin Shah and Ravi Baswani in the original. It is Pulkit Samrat and Bilal Amrohi in this re(ek)make, designed to give ulcers to a civilization doped on the hope that cinema can shake the corrupt through satire.
Satire armed with a tiring amount of excessive baggage is as good as drugs that have passed the expiry date. O Teri is like a stretched-out political joke where the raconteur forgot the punch line and is hoping he would rediscover the punch line in the process of undertaking his aimless ramble.
Samrat and Amrohi are given lines that sound like bulk SMS messages. They try to enjoy the banter. But they, poor freshers, can't really savour the unpalatable. If television anchoring was meant to be as brainless as shown in this film, then our tainted politicians would safely find alternative employment.
Debutant director Umesh Bist would have done well to study Kundan Shah's cult classic for its contoured sly comicality. Bist attacks the material with wolfish relish, making a hash of the political satire, much in the way that the Kalmadis of politics are doing of our nation.
There's really no joy in seeing politicians' dhotis being ripped off unless the heroes of the show are interesting. The antics of PP and AIDS-yes, that's what the two protagonists are called-are as interesting as watching a couple of dogs peeing on the pavement.
Save yourself the agony of watching this masala-mix version of Jaane Bhi Do Yaaron. Just watch the original again.