So I was going to wait until after SM won itself a bunch of Oscars, but I think I better get this out of the way.
I don’t like the movie; I don’t hate it. I feel, at the most, lukewarm about it. Much of the criticism (re slums) is silly. Even with a White director, the film is still pretty Indian, complete with fatalism, scar and unremitting love.
Eh, I don’t even have the energy to construct a proper argument about the film. I would like to say, however, that Frieda Pinto seems to know how to dress for the red carpet unlike other Indian women who hit the international scene.
PS Watch Dev D.