When the Chairperson of the Censor Board Pahlaj Nihalani endorses a film, the industry is all ears. ‘A Flying Jatt will create history and remind the viewer of (the 1975 sleeper hit) Jai Santoshi Maa’, the great man opines. But then, Nihalani forgets that history comes in various hues and disparate shapes and sizes. And after seeing the film, and with due respect to the highly controversial Censor chief, one wonders whether he wasn’t hallucinating. Or simply whether he was making amends for the innumerable snips he had ordered on Udta Punjab — both coming from the stable of Balaji Films.

Malhotra (Kay Kay Memon) is the head honcho of Malhotra Multinationals, whose factories are polluting behemoths. He’s cast his evil expansionist eye on a stretch of land. But there is an insurmountable obstacle — Mrs. Kartar Singh (Amrita Singh). The ebullient and dauntless lady, whose son Aman (Tiger Shroff), is a Karate instructor in a local Punjabi school, refuses to sell the land as it houses an ancient sacrosanct tree worshipped by the locals.

Director Remo D’souza would have us believe that Malhotra’s hoodlums cower before her and are overawed by her. The result: he beckons the seven-foot Raka (Nathan Jones of ‘Mad Max: Fury Road’ fame) to resolve matters. In the initial one-sided combat between Aman and Raka, the former, who has a fear of heights, is blessed with super-human powers.

It is the oft-told good V/s evil story, where Raka gains strength from breathing polluting filth. At one point in the beginning of the film, Malhotra says ‘time is precious’. Viewers would be well advised to take note of the fortuitous warning.

Kay Kay Menon is good, and Amrita Singh is passable. Jacqueline Fernandez is relegated to looking glamorous, beckoned by the director only to fill in the gaps. Making his Bollywood debut, all the 49-year-old ex-Austrialian powerlifting champion Nathan Jones has to do is take a deep breath inhaling the filth and utter ‘surprise, surprise!’