It's their catchphrase, the thing that sums it all up: four more shots, please! Four very different women in Mumbai, the city that never sleeps, get together every week to binge talk and get smash drunk at their favorite garage bar, Truck. This could be that story, you've probably heard it before. But have you heard it from the points of view of Damini, Umang, Siddhi, and Anjana? Probably not.
Men can't save the day but maybe a bunch of women can. Damini's girl squad, the women who lift her spirits up when she's feeling beaten and bruised by the world, the women who offer the most insane conversations and really bad advice over shots of tequila. They're far from perfect and they have plenty of troubles of their own. But that's the magic of this girl squad. They don't yearn for perfection. They embrace their inadequacies and walk out, hand in hand, to face the world with their heads held high.
Four More Shots Please! is a slice-of-life, brutally realistic portrait of what it is like to be urban in a country caught in a constant battle between the traditional and modern, to be a thinking woman in a country that seldom values its women, to be free in a country caught up in chains, to be honest in a country that thrives on hypocrisy.
Here's a show that will survive the ages, go down in pop culture references as the one thing you need to watch to get into the mind of the urban Indian woman. No judgment. No moral lessons. No man swooping in to save the day at the very end.
It's a woman's world.
