Nikamma Twitter Review & Reactions: Shilpa Shetty-Abhimanyu Dasani starrer fails to impress audience

Nikamma, featuring Abhimanyu Dassani, Shirley Setia, and Shilpa Shetty, was delivered on June 18. It denotes Shetty’s re-visitation of the cinema following 14 years. Helmed by Sabbir Khan, Nikamma is promoted as a family performer. It is a redo of Nani’s 2017 Telugu flick Middle Class Abhayi. Loaded with components of activity, satire, sentiment and show in amazing extents, Abhimanyu’s family performer expects to lay out the entertainer as the ‘Ideal massy legend.’ However, the film disappoints the crowd.

Calling it most terrible, a client expressed, “#Nikamma Worst film Ever… bhangaar mai bhi Nahi Bikegi…Faltu movie@TheShilpaShetty @Abhimannyu_D, Ban Karo Iss film ko.” Another said, “#Nikamma is #MiddleClassAbbayi yet more terrible! I haven’t seen such exaggerating in quite a while! #AbhimanyuDassani truly went into full MASS CRINGE mode after his introduction. The film is genuinely excruciating.” A third remark read, “#Nikamma first half: I can’t help thinking about why they’ve changed #MiddleClassAbbayi : a #Nani business pot heater that was run of the mill. It’s awkward to see #AbhimanyuDassani ham his direction through this job, just sparkling in the pre span activity scene. Prosaisms Galore till now.”In the film, Abhimanyu plays Adi a spoiled kid, who has no objectives throughout everyday life. His simple life takes a turn when his sibling gets hitched to a severe Avni (Shilpa Shetty). He is compelled to go with his Bhabhi Avni, who works at the provincial vehicle office (RTO) to Dhaamli after her exchange. Indeed, Adi’s life takes a U-turn as she causes him to do all the family work. Afterward, he becomes hopelessly enamored with Natasha otherwise known as Nikki, played by Shirley Setia, who is Avni’s cousin. At the point when she finds out about their relationship, Avni isolates them, fuelling his indignation towards her.But montages of James’ as of now unpleasant business day are made much more chaotic with a battered, tireless pacing that won’t let him, or us, get a breath. Savage dreams (or maybe mental trips) start pursuing him down faint lobbies and frigid streets. Excruciating recollections barge in streaks, until so many of them stack up immediately that the present becomes hard to see. In its creepiest minutes, the film reviews the wiped out urgency of 2021’s Saint Maud.James spends his mid-day breaks glaring over graphs as opposed to eating, and appears to work just when he rests off coincidentally, coming to hours or perhaps days after the fact in a perplexed state. At the point when James harms his foot, he continues strolling on it in any case, attempting to disregard torment that develops so painful, he can’t put on socks without panting. What showed up at first like an excellent commitment to his occupation uncovers itself as more similar to self-loathing or self-discipline. Individuals around him get on his force, and inquire as to whether he’s alright. He generally demands he is, and he’s less persuading each time. Smallwood’s exhibition switches back and forth between white-knuckle butterflies and dead-looked at fatigue, giving the impression of a man extended so close, an off-base breath could snap him for good.