1.5 Average

Delhii Heights is the name of an apartment complex, presumably located in Gurgaon. The film is meant to be a slice-of-life story of its residents, which include lead pair Neha Dhupia and Jimmy Shergill, ad agency rivals who have fatally decided to tie the knot.

Then there's Om Puri, playing a genial sardar, the kind who likes a jog in the morning and his iscotch poured right after sundown. Flop Show alumnus Vivek Shauq is a bookie of ambiguous origin, and we have hapless Simone Singh, married to compulsive flirt Rohit Roy.

Ah, and the boys. A group of four uber-wannabe lads, wearing their vests over their tees, whose aim in life is to hit on anything that moves, and with characteristic hypocrisy, target one of their own for admitting that's what he wants to do. Sigh.

Sounds okay? You'll be surprised. There's precious little to watch in this haphazardly put together tale of predictable pitfalls. The characters are barely written, and coupled with a set of superlatively poor actors (Om Puri is obviously a fish out of water here, and can't help but be realistic), this is a tiresome watch.

It's not that any of this Anand Kumar film is particularly offensive (more like a very blah, unfunny sitcom), and my, how valiantly the non-actors try. Neha Dhupia, an advertising executive with a penchant for chunky chokers, gives the impression that she's doing absolutely the best she can. If only she could avoid overdoing the over-earnestness.

Shergill, a lad with a good grin and, going by a female whisper I heard in the theatre next to me, 'yummy with his mouth shut' is positively insufferable in this role, of a simpering fool with major ego issues and career insecurity.

Rohit Roy is ebullient to the point of pain, and we wonder why he cheats on pretty wife Simone with a string of moronic women (who introduce themselves with a 'Hi, I'm a model') and, more vitally, why Simone is still married to him. Or, even more realistically, why she's in this movie anyway.