As usual, Kya Kool Hain Hum is going to appeal to the fun-starved audiences who have been regulars of other cliché-ridden attempts at humor. As unusual, Kya Kool Hain Hum belongs to neither a regular nor a clichéd genre.
The story is of Rahul and Karan, who share a lot in common. They share a flat which is not theirs anymore, they share a lust to be rich, and they share an urge to eradicate their sexual depravity.
Together they formulate their own flowcharts to abundance. Karan targets marrying anything on 2 legs with a huge... well, bank balance for one, while Rahul, marrying a girl with a particular brand of beauty spot on her body.
In the meantime, they continue to be forced-virgins, wallowing in a pathetic existence, the extent of which can be gauged by the fact that Karen cooks up delicious tales of his sexual encounters, while Rahul feasts on the narrations.
Karen's sex life is booming - he gets a one-night stay at the police lockup, spends another night being shocked in his bathtub by a girl thrusting live electrodes in the water, and is bashed up during numerous other random attempts at mating.
Rahul judiciously follows all and any body with a swell spot. His travails take him to the doorstep of becoming a serial rapist and a serious killer. A couple of dead bodies land up, but still fail to detract the duo from their chosen paths - to have your guts split with laughter.
Rahul becomes a prime suspect because he cannot wait to douse the fire in his pants, caused privately by an errant cigarette butt, but requiring quenching on the spot. He is also caught on a bench, rubbing against a cat, apparently the wrong way.
Crime expert Psychologist Screwala (Anupam Kher) thinks all this to be a ball game. With his sick-male-sexist-fantasy theory, Screwala sports the capacity to give even Freud some heartfelt jitters - not that Freud would have disapproved.
Screwala's 'Operation Fail' uses Urmila Martodkar (Isha Koppikar) as the decoy to trap the killer. The lady cop is turned, with some drastic overhauling efforts, into a lady, and then into a catch. Either Isha never watched any of the cop movies, or she never wanted to act in one - otherwise she would have known that officers, even the crowing ones, don't swing their bodies to express their on-duty machismo; and the female ones never do.
Urmila's best attempts to seduce Rahul into action, fail. The gung-ho rapist can't respond to even the most untying-the-back-strap invitations by her. On the other hand, Karan falls innocuously in love with Kiran, who is not Neha Dhupia, but unknowingly to Karan, her brother. Both Rahul and Karan think that they are on their way to the climax of their dreams, when things get fizzed out.
The first half of the movie is absolutely hilarious - it's not just a collection of embarrassing sexist jokes, but also a collection of embarrassing sexist jokes on males. It's refreshing to watch Ritesh in a role that is fitted out for him. Neha Dhupia is short on dialogues and clothes, the latter compensating the former.
Tusshar's name doesn't start with a K, so that may be his excuse. Isha Koppikar can act better than Tusshar, which does not say much about her skills. In spite of these minor glitches, Kya Cool Hain Hum is a winner.