The first impression about this movie is bound to be something like this - this is a 'Z' grade Hindi semi-porn. That means extremely hazardous to mind, body and soul, and with the Surgeon General's signature. The hoarding reads 'An innocent girl caught in the trap of a blue film maker', but it should have read 'Innocent crowd caught in the trap of a devious and insane film maker'.
You realize you've made a mistake when the very first scene is screened; it begins with a father and his young son arguing about whose is going to use the toilet. Then it suddenly shifts to two friends, one rich and the other poor, with the philosophy that money is not everything imparted to us unsuspecting souls. The rich one's daughter is Dolly, a cute little number who longs for the attention of her busy father. Unfortunately, she falls prey to the evil designs of a porn-film maker and her father's secretary, whose amorous advances she rejects. When this unsavory incident is revealed, the two friends unite to avenge the humiliation suffered by Dolly.
This movie is a shocker, the director is terrible, and as far as Dolly is concerned,
one has seen dolls with more expression on their faces.