Slumdog Sunday

My wife and I saw Slumdog Millionaire this afternoon. I had already seen the film, so I was able to warn her about the most difficult spots. This film is a paradox: uplifting and degrading, occasionally funny and incredibly sad, full of romance and tragedy.

I will have to admit, after viewing this film, I have no desire to visit Mumbai, ever. I am a fat American who really should stay pretty close to home, I think. Our local cinema complex has a play center where Benjamin can spend a couple of hours while his parents see a movie. It is great. All of the child care workers know Ben well, because we go to the movies nearly every weekend.

You don’t need my recommendation to see Slumdog, after all it won a ton of Academy Awards. But along with Gran Torino, it is one of those astoundingly spiritual films that was probably not intended to be that way.