Slumdog Karorepati and Karorepatni
It was an interesting circumstance under which I watched the movie : Slumdog Millionaire.
How much can you do in those Eight hours of power supply ? ,Even so , four hours offer just half the supply.And guess the pangs and funs of watching a movie in installments.However, I was nailed and hung from the beginning,like a tapestry on an old wall.Obssessed.Waiting for the light.
I Normally watch the movies with readily parrallel gullibility,so I have nothing to reproach or denounce.Also,can’t afford to steal a piece of time from these blessed early alit hours to tell a tale,analize or express thorough opinion.
It was exhillarating.Meticulously unfolded.Critically threaded.Uncannily casted.Showed the kind of India quite contrary to Bollywood(except Madhur Bhandarkar’s or RGB’s Figments) and felt real.The story was utterly original though farfetched.
The movie evokes the senses.AR Rehman again sweeps away with his miraculous fusion.The spectacular is real enough to get etched into the heart.It feels warm,grinding.
The beautiful thing about it is that, it’s not pompous as that of Karan Johar’s.Also it does not look any Grand or Bhabya-movie-next door.It is simple and has been kept simpler.
The brothers rock through their absolute emergence in the role.I liked the movie more in its first part because of the innocence, intrigues, scrutiny of the slum-life ,the second half is more bold and grown up to be felt with warmth,it’s rather cold, I must say.
Dev Patel shines brightly as a budding leaf,I see a more dashing Hritik on him.The cast was wisely chosen,I am impressed.
So, nothing more to say.I enjoyed it, I loved it,I am inspired (as usual),hope it will make upto the oscar.Hats off to The Critics Choice!!
And Yes!! it will be remembered and I agree too:”It is all written”