Gali Gali Chor Hai may hope to ride the Anna Hazare tide, like special screening for Anna Hazare in his town Ralegan Siddhi, the latest Bollywood offering Gali Gali Chor Hai did manage to make some noise and anticipation for itself but it does nothing to put a point across and it certainly fails to entertain. This one falls short of being an extraordinary film.

Bharat is the quintessential aam aadmi, who lives in Bhopal. He is a cashier at a bank and like all bankers, has a trusted sidekick his scooter. He is also a part-time actor, and portrays the role of Lord Hanuman at the local Ramleela skit. His family consists of his wife, Nisha, a schoolteacher and his father, Shivnarayan, a patriotic, idealistic man, who dreams of a corrupt-free nation.

Then there is Amita, the unwanted guest, who is a call centre employee. She is a pretty young thing, which is enough reason for Nisha to be slightly insecure about her marriage. Nisha is ambitious for her husband, and would like him to be promoted from cashier to manager at the bank. Bharat, however, has other goals. He wants to be Ram, the protagonist in Ramleela. Sattu Tripathi, an extremely bad actor, gets to portray Ram, without opposition, because he is the younger brother of the politician, MLA Manku Tripathi. Both the Tripathi brothers dislike Bharat, for different reasons. Sattu is overshadowed by Bharats superior acting skills on stage, leading to a rivalry between the two. Manku, on the other hand, is miffed with Bharat, because the extra room in the latters house is now used as a re-election campaign room by Mohanlal, Mankus adversary. And then one day, Bharats table-fan gets stolen. The police constable, Parshuram Khushwaah tells Bharat that the local paanwala, Bacchu Gulkand, can testify in court that it was none other than Chunnu Farishta, burglar par excellence, who is responsible for the crime

The movie which you expect to make some surprise it doesn't happen right until the end of the film, by when, you want to clap simply out of the delight that the film is over. It’s a product of awful writing, inept direction and honest but fruitless acting. When you do laugh, you mostly laugh at the scene, not along with it.