Last night, Jeff and I went to Kingston to see Slumdog Millionaire. I really didn't know much about this movie except that it was getting really good reviews and I'd heard touted as a feel good movie. Since Jeff always prefers the feel good movie to movies where people get killed or go through major tragedies I thought this would be a good movie. For those of you who do not know the story it's about a kid who grew up in the slums of Mumbai and his experience on India's version of Who wants to be a Millionaire. I will warn the faint of heart that although this movie does indeed have a happy ending there is scenes that are very disturbing. And although I got caught up in the story right away, I knew my husband was totally disturbed. I think he suffers from too big a heart. However, for me this was the best movie that I had seen in a while. In fact, it seems lately I've seen some really bad movies. For me Slumdog Millionaire, had some fantastic cinematography, the screenplay was great, and the film direction awesome. The soundtrack also went well with the film.
I remember when Jeff and I went to see Crash and I was totally enthralled with the story and anxious to talk about the story as we exited the theatre Jeff said that was the longest two hours of my life. I guess we can't always agree but he is always happy to go with me and I can't remember him ever saying no to something I wanted to see. I often make sure that we attend something that I know that he will enjoy even if I'm luke warm about it. Just to take one for the team.
One thing that I thought was a clear sign that everyone liked the film is that there is a dance number at the end of the film as the credits roll. The theatre was packed but yet no one got up, everyone sat and watched the whole number play. Usually there is a mass exodus as soon as it ends.