I suffered a head injury as a child, and as a result, I embrace the very things others shy away from. So, despite surviving three seasons of glorified cow dung called Four More Shots, I still watched season four, to dump it right on my d!ck where it belongs.
The show starts with Siddhi’s wedding. The other three continue their unusual nonsense and, at night, get drunk and engage in pointless banter.
Since their antics weren’t enough to satisfy them, they went on a holiday to have sex with whomever they could find. Then they return home.
What was happening before is still happening now, but thankfully, it won’t continue further.
Thank you, Amazon Prime. I bow down to you a million times. I’ll touch your feet, wash them, and drink that water, for finally ending this show because we couldn’t bear it anymore.
Seeing the state of these urban cities, I feel it’s good that I’m in a small town where the effects of this virus haven’t reached yet.
If becoming rich makes people’s minds so dysfunctional, then it’s better to be poor.
And who made Sayani Gupta rich anyway?
I don’t even want to talk about the acting performance.
This show is so ridiculous that now even the word “bad” sounds good. It’s still running on the same season-one formula: every man is a dog, except the father. Why? Because the father is the one who pays.
The logic is simple: the man who funds their lifestyle is respectable, and every other man is trash.
Besides that, people don’t support the LGBTQ community. Look at the children, they love LGBTQ people. Well, children also love dogs! So, are you going to become a dog? Go ahead, try being a dog then.
In the name of self-love and independence, they’re just spewing insults, consuming alcohol, smoking, and taking their clothes off anywhere.
Hey, the things these makers have done are even dirtier than your dirtiest thoughts.
And what can I even say about the cameraman? Throughout the entire show, the camera was constantly focused on someone’s melons, then someone’s oranges, then someone’s lemons, then someone’s kiwis. It felt like they weren’t making a show, but opening a fruit market.
The show calls itself Hindi, yet most of what you hear is English. That too with a fake, unnatural accent, like a foreigner speaking Hindi for the first time. That was the accent, and it gave me a headache.
The entire show revolves around the kind of filth you’d want to keep yourself, your family, and your children away from.
Yes, the climax gave Siddhi’s character a good closure. But besides that, why was everything else there? What was the point? Whose twisted mind came up with all this?
Get out! Don’t show your face again!
AyushSpillsTea gives this show 0.5/5.
In terms of parental guidance, the show is packed with constant profanity. And since its main USP is kissing and intimate scenes, those are obviously everywhere because basically, this show is just an English-dubbed version of soft porn. Nothing more than that.
Avoid watching this show with your family, children, dogs, or any animals.
