You wonder what all this hulla is about as you come out of this one-hour-fifty minute fare with a buzzing ear!

Hulla starts off as a fun story of how Sushant Singh, who is into share-trading and is surrounded by relentless noise and phone-calls on Dalal Street all through the day loses sleep — and his mind — over the sound of a whistle blown by the night watchman in his complex. Wounded by the whistle, he requests the secretary of the society he lives in, Rajat Kapoor, to find an alternative. But Rajat turns a deaf ear to Sushant’s plea — he can’t compromise the security of the entire society for the whims of one resident, he feels.

Unable to get a good night’s sleep, Sushant tries everything possible — from lodging a police complaint, to bribing the watchman, and to finally making crank calls to Rajat’s house late at night — but in vain.

Sushant’s plight resembles that of debutant director Jaideep Verma, who tries various tricks to grip the viewer, but in vain.

Though it is a nice little story of ordinary men in ordinary situations — the film shows the nitty-gritties of life in an apartment quite well — the film fails to connect.

The end is the weakest link with both the protagonists losing money in the share market and being forced to sell-off the apartment they are living in. The entire hullabaloo around the two being at loggerheads suddenly falls flat.

The end has nothing to do with either the noise pollution issue or the personal ego problems between Rajat and Sushant. It’s almost as if unable to give a proper climax to the story the maker is forced to end the film abruptly with a pointless twist in the tale.

The characters in the movie refuse to develop or grow, for better or for worse, and remain completely bland till the end. Hulla has nothing humourous about it either. Barring some rare one-liners and a few moments of Rajat or Sushant or Hemant, the film seems far too long for its 110 minutes.

And what can be more annoying than people behind you who do not switch off their mobile phones inside a movie hall? The blaring sound of whistles blown at you incessantly from the big screen in front.