Nandan Kumar is one of the numerous million appearances suffocating in the weight of his white-collar class life. Be that as it may, a major, shiny red bag – or ‘lootcase’, as they might want to call it – comes as a hint of something better over the horizon and he realizes he would be stupid to release this one. Thus, before grasping it, he makes this to some degree a credulous declaration: “Last time poonch rahaan hoon, kiska bag hain?” Once Nandan acknowledges there are no takers, off he goes! Be that as it may, the man is a chawl inhabitant and his neighbours are a lot of uproarious, bothersome individuals. What’s more, his significant other? A ‘poojari’s beti’ who wouldn’t acknowledge this unwanted visitor in spite of the fact that she’s continually giving him melancholy over the family’s critical monetary circumstance. 

What’s more, the way that the cash was taken from a first-rate government official, who was getting it hand conveyed to another first-class legislator’s better half through a group of goons, doesn’t help either. Rajesh Krishnan’s ‘Lootcase’ is a parody, a true to life stare back at a helpless man’s unquenchable extinguish for riches set in opposition to a rich man’s fixation to accumulate as much as possible – by reasonable or out of line implies.

The genial amusingness gets rid of obscenity and twofold entendre, demonstrating that it is conceivable to make a film about not well-gotten gains without toxifying the tongue. The relaxed pace permits us to watch and welcome the characters, despite the fact that the pestering uncertainty this could have accomplished without dilly-dallying waits.