Movie Review: Slumdog Millionaire Font Size Posted: Jan 22, 2009 at 0115 hrs IST AddThis Print Email Feedback Discuss Related Stories: January 22: Cast: Anil Kapoor, Dev Patel, Frieda Pinto, Irrfan Khan, Saurabh Shukla
Director: Danny Boyle Dharavi boy Jamal Malik, server of chai, keeper of secrets, is one of the wise. Hes learnt his wisdom on the streets, and he uses it to become a millionaire. Director Danny Boyle takes the bare bones of Vikas Swarups novel, and turns the film into an electric, visceral, kinetic feast, and an all-get-out entertainer. Slumdog Millionaire is Salaam Bombay on speed. Only its called Mumbai now. Blood, sweat, tears. And that other bodily fluidshit that no one likes to acknowledge, least of all mainstream meisters. Danny Boyle uses these elemental qualities to construct call centre chaipau Jamal ( Dev Patel) , and his bizarrely plausible ( in the delightful phrase of one of the characters) world, constantly teetering on the edge of collapse, constantly being shored by the grit and gumption of those who live in it. And gives us an unlikely hero who is a metaphor for our times. Yes, Jamal can. Slum Dog MillionaireAnil Kapoor Gives away all his PlanIndia.org/slumdog_Mil Slumdog MillionaireThe Most Awaited Movie of the year. www.foxinternational.com Shri Advani CongratulatesA R Rahman on winning the Golden lkadvani.in Ads By Google So can Latika ( Freida Pinto), his childhood sweetheart, who is also a product of the same sewage and lineage that he and his brother Salim come from. Their journey to young adulthood, fraught with many dangers, is not new for those whove seen Bollywoods tryst with slum-homeless kids being blinded and maimed by beggar cartels is one of Hindi cinemas oldest saddest tales, along with fresh virgins being readied to be deflowered by the highest bidder. Boyle invests old tropes with a welcome matter-of-factness, and is willing to learn on the job : his inordinate glee at showing his young urchin wallowing in human excrement is overtaken by Jamals unchecked exuberance - the slumdog conquers both the smell and the moment. When he first opens his mouth, the UK based desi debutant Dev Patel seems all wrong, because of his clipped cadences. But almost immediately he settles into his groove, and, along with the marvellous young kids who play the leads younger selves, grows into being the films high point : Jamal is vulnerable yet strong, the fragile skin peeling off to reveal the steel underneath. Pinto is real, and keeps him able company. Irrfan Khan and Saurabh Shukla as the hectoring cops, and Mahesh Manjrekar as the brutal bhai, fit right in. Anil Kapoor, as the devious host of the game-show, turns in one of his most vivid, precise performances. And A R Rahmans score is a triumph. The romance and rags-to-riches story of a Mumbai slum dweller comes to India via its meteoric sweep of the world, having ratcheted up applause and awards at break-neck speed. ( Last evening, it was nominated for 10 Oscar awards, including three for A R Rahman, one for Resul Pookutty for Best Sound Design, and the three biggies - Best Picture, Best Director, and Best Adapted Screenplay). The fact that it has a director ( Boyle), screenplay writer ( Simon Beaufoy) and producer (Christian Colson) owing allegiance to the West could have made this is a bloodless, distanced copy of a fun book, but one look at Slumdog Millionaire, and you know that its spirit and soul is flagrantly, proudly Indian : the Empire has been finally, overwhelmingly trounced. Its not about poverty pornography. Its not about a White guy showing us touchy Brown-skins squatting by the rail-tracks. In the end, its just about a film, which sweeps you up and takes you for an exhilarating ride on the wild side. Jai Ho. http://www.indianexpress.com/news/movie-review-slumdog-millionaire/414049/0
