Yesterday the intrepid movie critics, accompanied by my doggy friend, went to a good Indian restaurant for lunch and to a local cinema for a pretty good Indian-clone film, "Slumdog Millionaire." We all enjoyed the lunch – (thanks again, Julie, for the food and for the so-appropriate birthday gift of a lovely sheer wool stole from India).
The reactions of the three of us to the movie were not exactly uniform, however.
John was grinning when the credits were rolling; although this director, Danny Boyle, was a child of Great Britain, John said that he'd created a very authentic take on the sort of soap-opera movies he'd watched on TV in New Delhi – complete with evil gangsters, thwarted lovers, and a happy ending with dancing. He added that when he had driven through the slums of Delhi a few years ago, they certainly looked much more horrible than anything he'd just seen on the silver screen.
My reaction was somewhat parallel to that of my consort. I thought that even the garbage and the latrine slime had a sort of ethereal glow-look, and that the whole film was bathed in dreamy Technicolor light. And the conclusion, offering the vision of happily-ever-after, was completely unrealistic given the horrors those lovers had endured from birth.
But I think Julie's reaction illuminated the reason this film has been so widely acclaimed: she said, "I loved it! I've decided I love a film that makes me feel good." I think everyone does, and especially now when there is so much of a mood of crisis and worry in the world.
Julie, you should certainly add your comments and rebuttals to this, as I believe you saw something more in the movie than I did.
The performances were all excellent, however, and the emphasis on the value of truth-telling was striking and unusual in a film.
I thought about "Benjamin Button" in conjunction with "Slumdog," because they both present a fable rather than graphic realism. I wonder if there isn't a parallel between these sorts of stories and the cheery movies of the Depression era.
I still favor "Milk" as Best Picture; we will try to catch "Frost/Nixon" next week, before I summarize.