[Spoiler alert: If you are one of seven people who have yet to see Slumdog Millionaire, please DO NOT read this post.]
A few weeks ago, SC invited me to see Slumdog Millionaire. I didn’t really know much about the movie at the time (yes, apparently I had been living under a rock for a while there), but that didn’t stop me from going.
Let me stop for a minute. For the last few years, I find it difficult to go to the movies. Something about the time commitment and my inability to not talk throughout the entire movie. Oh, and that other little off-putting (to most) habit of needing to cover my eyes – with my hands or the hand of the person next to me – or to bury my head in the shoulder of the person next to me.
So, you see, if someone is crazy enough to invite me to the movies, I usually don’t care all that much about what we’re seeing – so long as the person can deal with my antics at the theater. Apparently, SC cam tolerate my bad viewing habits, so I said yes without asking any questions about the movie.
Until we got to the theater.
As the previews were coming to an end, I turned to SC and asked what the movie was about. She looked over at me and said, “Oh, you know, it’s a boy-meets-girl, boy-loses-girl, boy-gets-girl movie.” “Oh,” I responded. This is not exactly what I thought the movie was about, but I knew it had some sort of Bollywood component. I love Bollywood films and figured, okay, so it’s a love story. Okay, fine.
I settled in to start watching the movie. Within minutes, it was clear that SC’s billing of the movie was not exactly right. About 15 minutes in, I turned to her and said something like, “Are you sure this is a boy-meets-girl story? Because I’m not seeing it.” She just shushed me and was like “Keep watching.” Okay, I’ll keep watching….
Things just got worse from there. Abject poverty? Torture? Child abuse? Allusions to rape? Gun violence? Sure. Love story? That seems an oversimplification.
At the end of the movie – after the quintessential Bollywood scene – SC turned to me and said, “See, just like I said – boy-meets-girl, boy-loses-girl, boy-gets-girl story.” Yeah, not exactly.
I really enjoyed the movie though, and was glad that I saw it. The cast was fantastic. And then there was that M.I.A. song.
If you’ve managed to not hear this song, please pause here and take a listen. It will change your life.
Now, for anyone who watched the Grammys last night, you saw this song performed by a very pregnant M.I.A., who was joined by Kanye West, Jay-Z, Lil Wayne, and T.I. This song was off the hook. Seriously, I thought I loved the original – which I still totally do. But this performance was AMAZING. Fucking brilliant, in fact. But don’t take my word for it; listen for yourself.
I can’t get enough of this. Thank G-d I TiVo’ed the Grammys! Now, we’re on to the Oscars. Let’s see if this movie can pull it off.