The only respite in Meeruthiya Gangsters is the sly humour writer-director Zeishan Quadri laces his lines with. Barring that, there is hardly a show of his inspired writing. A bunch of dreamy-eyed local goons creating havoc - is a story we've often explored on celluloid and has now ceased to be as inventive or impressive as before. Drawing from the baleful sphere, Quadri dishes out an insipid formulaic story that follows the routine of staple gangster sagas in Bollywood.
A bunch of jobless fellows shooting the breeze in a college canteen can be a gas. Especially if those guys speak in local accents ( the town is Meerut, the action spilling over into neighbouring Noida), and are easy with guns and gals and ‘gaalis’. But ‘Meeruthiya Gangsters’ is so far from being the zippy crime caper it presumably set out to be that it leaves you stranded, wondering just what is going on.