Directed by:
Danny BoyleScreenplay:
Simon BeaufoyCinematography:
Anthony Dod MantleComposer:
A.R. RahmanCast:
Dev Patel, Saurabh Shukla, Freida Pinto, Anil Kapoor, Rajendranath Zutshi, Irrfan Khan, Azharuddin Mohammed Ismail, Ayush Mahesh Khedekar, Mahesh Manjrekar (more)VOD (1)
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Jamal Malik (Dev Patel) is just one question away from winning a fortune on India's version of "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire?" But how has this uneducated young man from the slums succeeded in providing correct responses to questions that have stumped countless scholars before him? And will he ultimately win it all or lose everything, including his true love? (official distributor synopsis)
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A strong story, what can I say; yet I don't know why, but it felt rather jagged, lacking. Lacking what? I don't know, I didn't find it that earth-shaking. Probably because I've seen stories like this before, heard stories like this before. Let the film enjoy its Oscars, which are well deserved I'm sure, but for me it's not the winner of the "Best Picture" category for 2008. That prize goes to a different one.
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A charming film with an amazing atmosphere that warms the heart and caresses the soul. I don’t think the comparisons with City of God are that appropriate, even though they are logical. Whereas City of God is a cold and cumbersome construct without personality, Slumdog Millionaire is a warm, viewer friendly and, above all, brisk fairytale that doesn’t have any big message, but it’s all the more honest because of that. Danny Boyle has proven many times that he’s a visual wizard, but now he delivers a perfect fusion of images and music. Basically, in every scene with an important song all I could do was watch the screen with admiration and amazement – so many ideas and tricks is not something you see every day. I don’t think it’s a worthy best film of the year, but the direction really does deserve an award.
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Danny Boyle got rid of Alex Garland and brought a cheap fairy tale to the West, exactly according to the Bollywood model. Its aesthetics of dirty slums and the search for happiness in it obviously earn touching moments with the audience, standing applause, and gilded statuettes. Unfortunately, to me, it smells of cheap calculation, which is only kept afloat by the fantastic passage with the little kids, which is funny and sad, and above all real, which cannot be said about the rest. It’s not that I don't appreciate the effort, but I yawned through the efforts of this hypocritical world - the visuals are like one of Tony Scott's Mexican trips and the good music (Boyle’s trademark) is nowhere to be found. I understand the general enthusiasm, I just don't share it.
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A naive, clichéd and predictable fairy tale about how a poor boy came to happiness. Boyle's film captivates with the sweeping realities of contemporary, overpopulated India, but otherwise has little else to offer. The childhood scenes are excellent, full of life and filmmaking passion, but the rest follows the same routine as many other films, without a hint of surprise, suspense or believable emotions. Bollywood came to Hollywood with a bang and everyone sat on their asses. Not me, though, sorry.
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An exploitative film... a selectively filmed and sounded demonstration of colonial fantasy with added value in the form of purifying catharsis. Slumdog Millionaire doesn't say anything about India, it's just borrowing it as padding in sympathetic shrapnel aimed at Western audiences. The essence of contemporary ideological escapism, however riveting technically. I don't believe anything about that movie. Boyle's obsession with the invisible hand of fate is typical from this point of view - just garish colors on an empty concrete block of a "guaranteed hit".
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