A Flying Jatt Movie Reviews

On the upside, for children, A Flying Jatt provides clean entertainment – with its innocence, it evokes more Haathi Mere Saathi and less cool-cat Krrish. The film takes off only because of its simplicity – a flying jatt who’s afraid of heights, a rarity in dark times of Udta Punjabs.

Tiger is a laugh riot in conveying the spellbound bewilderment of an ordinary guy who can suddenly fly….The narrative keeps pace with its sincerely committed hero most of the way, slowing down reverentially for an animation crash–course on Sikh history, as to why and how the adage of Sardarjis losing their equilibrium at the stroke of 12 came about.

‘A Flying Jatt’ is entirely made keeping in mind the audiences of younger age-groups. Treatment to the storyline is done in a way that it successfully delivers social messages to the children and, that too, in a way they would love to watch.

The film dies a progressive death when it takes itself too seriously.

Tiger Shroff plays the bumbling, fumbling superhero with perfection. Had it not been for the unnecessary song and dance, this could have been a rollicking film.

A Flying Jatt begins on a good note, picks up the pace, throws some light-hearted moments, and then faces the curse of the second half. It drags its feet from becoming the smart film just when it’s needed and goes for the all-explaining commentary.

It ends poorly, sure, and has some clumsy moments on the way, but as a children’s film, A Flying Jatt goes a helluva lot further than those Krrish things…

A Flying Jatt is too silly for adults but could promise enough fun for kids. So I’d recommend this film for ‘Adults accompanied with kids’ only!

A Flying Jatt is meant for kids. If grown-ups don’t mind doing the fabled “leave the brain outside the home and enjoy” routine before stepping into the theatre, they will not mind A Flying Jatt.

…would have soared had it not compromised its second half and become a preachy documentary on global warming.

…his transformation into the sexy, gravity-defying saviour that isn’t as compelling. It’s not for the want of trying. Shroff is so earnest that you want to slap him on the back for his efforts. But then you remind yourself that he’s not in a school play, but a part of a Rs400 million project.

Parents can peacefully doze off to sleep for good 138 minutes, in case they wish to accompany their wards for this one!

You’ll have to be a superhero to bear this one. Strictly meant for Tiger Shroff fans.

Despite sticking to the tried-and-tested, A Flying Jatt doesn’t quite take off as an action comedy. The makers, knowingly or unknowingly, do give a few interesting spins. Most foreigners will struggle with India’s pollution and heat but Jones’ Raka is show to thrive on it. D’Souza leaves the door open for a sequel. But given that Flying Jatt has come of age by the end of the film and scaled new heights – he even flies into space – D’Souza and writers will have to come up with something more substantial to justify the superhero franchise.

A Flying Jatt has all the trappings of a masala movie. There’s action, comedy, romance and drama. Sadly there’s just a big void of logic. If this were a Rajnikanth movie you’d lap it up without prejudice. But the fact is, this is a superhero movie trying to hard sell a “save the planet” narrative. You can’t convey such serious messages about environmental issues with such juvenile ideas. If you do, you end up looking like a super powered embarrassment.

Like many dream bollywood projects, A FLYING JATT certainly appeared good on paper. It had a simple comical character having super powers with genuine feeling and big laughs standing for something essential for the mankind. But Remo in his free style filmmaking inspired from free style dancing seems to have put together an amalgamation of assorted inspirations that were never assembled into one coherent storyline.

I’m merely glad this is at least an attempt at big-screen entertainment aimed purely at kids. How many homegrown options do we have anyway? Most adults, I’m afraid, won’t give a flying duck.

‘A Flying Jatt’ promises to be a fun-filled ride, but only for kids and for all others, it’s a turbulent journey due to its super length, tacky special effects and bad direction.

Overall, the director seems to have lost the plot after the second act, as the narrative meanders making the entire comic affair agonising.

If you are looking for a superhero film, we will have to ask Krrish to return.  All those who love their Ironman, Spider-Man and Superman, avoid. Vishwas uth jayega. 

Technically, the low VFX on why the superhero is flying so low are explained in the film, but yes there is scope for improvement. Cinematography is ace and songs will definitely stay with us for long.

When all’s done and dusted, there’s little to recommend in A Flying Jatt. Remo D’souza fails to infuse the film with a consistent lightheartedness, and as a result the fun dries up too soon. Tiger Shroff is both agile in the action scenes and flexible in the dance numbers, but no if no but, this Jatt is stuck in a rut.

The lowbrow comic-strip spirit of A Flying Jatt extends to the film’s rough-hewn production design. Nothing that appears on the screen, neither the houses nor the props, looks real.

A young lad becomes a superhero and defeats a big baddie and not only wins hearts but also the girl. Good plot, right? But it has been so needlessly Bollywoodised with a song and dance and everything seems to be happening so slowly you lose patience with it, despite some genuinely funny moments.

If you love stunts and good VFX then this film is for you. The kids will surely love all these elements of a funny superhero. Apart from that, the film is boring and you can watch it at your own risk.

Originality? Freshness? Who wants that anyway? After “ABCD 2,” this is another downer from D’Souza and his pet music directors!

Kids might like the film considering it’s a superhero flick, but ‘A Flying Jatt’ doesn’t fly and sinks without a trace.

I don’t know what it is about Bollywood and its unsuccessful attempts at delivering one watchable superhero story.

Simply put, this film should have aptly been a 15 minute public service message on how to keep your surroundings clean and preserve the environment but ends up being an elaborate ‘Swachh Bharat’ advertisement. In no way does it justify its yawningly long running time of roughly 150 minutes.

…has the ingredients that make an interesting superhero film. A section of the audience might find the film’s proceedings to be corny; however, the mass audiences and kids might take a liking for the film. At the Box-Office, the film has the potential to fly, though, not to great heights. The extended weekend will help the film reap dividends at the Box-Office.

No amount of well-intentioned subtext about taking care of our environment — as though no one in India has ever watched an episode of Captain Planet — can save this atrociously directed film.

Large parts of A Flying Jatt are unoriginal and tacky, right down to that well-intentioned yet poorly composed sentence flashing on screen right in the end and credited to Remo: “Everything has an alternative except Mother Earth.”

The first half of the 151-minute movie will manage to tickle your funny bones and keep your entertained with decent humor, with Aman trying to get into the superhero skin. In the second half, though, you may see the story taking a predictable path.

D’Souza borrows liberally from the X-Men and Superman franchises, and puts in enough tropes to give his superhero enough of an Indian soul, making sure the next film in this franchise becomes a reality.

A Flying Jatt is derivative, sloppily structured and, especially in its latter stages, tacky beyond belief. That it might also be the best Indian superhero film ever (barring Mr India, if that qualifies) is an indication of how low the bar is set.

A clunky script, comic book flat characters and a wafer-thin plot are propped up by needless song-n-dance routines, juvenile SFX and innumerable fights and confrontations. The climactic battle in space is hilariously ridiculous, with some unnamed planet, a satellite, rocket and nuclear battery, all thrown in.

Coming at the end of 151 minutes, some of them well spent and some of them wasted, this bumper sticker sentiment mirrors the film’s endeavours. A Flying Jatt is clearly designed as a franchise in the making, and a sequel to Aman’s adventures on the ground and in the sky is probably already being scribbled on the back of a napkin.