This film is a guide to superheroes for dummies. Nothing in it works, except, perhaps, the final transition from the 'flying munda' to the 'Super Sardar'.
Amaan (Tiger Shroff) is a soft spoken Jat, an anomaly in his tribe, till a holy tree gives him superhero powers. He doesn't know it then, but the energy he suddenly has is clean energy. It is green power from a tree.
The villain, on the other hand, a giant Caucasian import from Australia called Raaka (Nathan Jones), gets his strength from pollution. The more we Indians damage our environment, the stronger Raaka gets. It is on this simplistic opposition that the plot of'A Flying Jatt revolves.
There are other mildly amusing sub-plots, of course, but the eco friendly theme of the movie is so obvious, simplistic and didactic, it robs the work of its entertainment value. True, the intended target audience is children, but the makers have seriously underestimated the sophistication of their expectations and the evolution of their newly acquired tastes. Children are not going to fall for juvenile stories like this anymore.
Nor does this film bother to use its assets. Here is Jacqueline Fernandez with a figure to die for, with legs that go on forever, and all she is made to do is to play an overgrown squealing teeny bopper with a crush on the Flying Jatt - that goes on forever.
The best actor in A Flying Jatt is, surprisingly, Nathan Jones. Seven feet tall, and speaking in Aussie accented Hindi, he makes a terrific impression as a baddie. He establishes a great rapport with his evil Indian employer (Kay Kay Menon) and the two chuckle their way to a destruction of our environment.
Unfortunately, other than this anti-national duo, there is little to write home about in this disappointing movie.