The Millionaire
beginning you had to go see the doubt, but then my friend, who has the cards free ticket (and yes I can not make that much of the film industry), I brought the latest work by Danny Boyle.
At first I was a bit 'skeptical, the idea of \u200b\u200bplaying on the format of "Who Wants to Be a Millionaire," India now a days more and more an exercise in English bollywood etc etc ... in short, had all the cards to be a good shit. Then I went a bit 'on the web and on my bookmark Cinefilante (a girl in Rome, wonderful writing and ideas and visions very similar to mine) and I are a bit' reassured.
So here we go, and that starts right from that after a while 'turns out to be almost the end, the hero is tied up and beaten up (a good start if you become a millionaire then it's better to be rich ... just a little bit' without exaggeration). After a while, 'you find out who beat up and things begin to make sense and the film goes on to barrel, and not just as a way of saying to the hero's childhood flashbacks to the last evening with the 'Last question of the game.
And while the screen slides the protagonist's life, which is poorer than a poor man who can not (he lives in a slum in Bombay) in India that we discover another face of the poor, the struggle between Hindus and Muslims, the indifference of the police, child exploitation, the strength of the underworld .. .... It is to that hair-raising but everything is treated with laughter and without giving him a strong sentiment that could only embitter the viewer in search of escape.
I have been there in India, review the Victoria Cross station, the streets of Mumbai, the slums, the laundry in the open with all the clothes washed by hand, the coming together of people to watch TV on the street in front of department stores was like being back there, of course, in reality very few are so seraphic on the pains of life, however you imagine a Milan or Brescia to take life as it is without posing too many problems. ... two minutes long and you pull a shot head.
Clearly in the end the film has its happy ending, albeit a little 'bitter bitter but the tip is short and is abandoned for sustained notes sweeter.
Boyle as usual constructs a film with a strong American photography, music full of light and color but without the appearance of Bollywood for what is to be punctuated by a song (thank goodness these things have meaning only in their films, even have the dvd the main functions of the vision of the only songs). The song comes
but only on its own symbol to reaffirm this aspect of the picturesque Indian film (they are everywhere to be part of the tremendous comedy, drama, action, who knows if the fit even in the adult film so after a report instead of the usual cigarette a better song to relax and then go with a new performance)
Finally a good movie that you can do with a mood light in his mock this mythical format or with a deeper look shows that a hidden and accuses India of a modern society who has lost all touch with what matters most to follow the God of Money.
