I just watched Slumdog Millionaire and I HATED IT.
I know this will be unpopular because it's all oscar nominated and everything but seriously? So depressing. The people I went to see it with (who loved it) were saying how uplifting it was, and I basically think that this film was about as 'uplifting' as Schindlers List, in that it was insanely depressing and bleak the entire way through til the very end when a couple of people get saved from the horror of everyone elses lives. Oh man. Just.... I'm not into depressing/deep things I guess. I like bright happy fluffy things, which I know is probably shallow of me, but I'm too prone to depressing myself that I don't need to watch films which are horribly sad the entire way through.
If you are planning to watch this film (ie, are a sado masochist), watch out for the SPOLIERS BELOW!
this film contains: Child abuse, the intentional blinding of a street kid so he can make more money for his owner guy, parents getting senselessly killed, prostitution of an underaged girl, implied rape, abusive relationships, a brother who is an out and out ARSEHOLE, torture, police interrogation, massive poverty, a girl having her face cut and subsequently being scarred, death everywhere, a gormless protagonist, corruption... I think that's everything.
The plot centers around the main guy's life in the slums where he grows up with his brother (the aforementioned arsehole) after their mother is killed by random people for no reason, following them being taken into an orphanage/thief/begging gang where a kid who can sing well gets acid or something put in his eyes so he can make more money begging, til they escape and then spend the rest of their generally depressing and shitty lives going round the slums. There's a girl he falls in love with at the orphanage who gets generally whored out, blah blah... Anyway, he ends up somehow being on Who Wants To Be A Millionaire, where he gets all the answers right due to them being in some way connected to his various depressing life events (which is all in flashback). Even that isn't in any way upbeat or happy, the host of the show feeding him the wrong answer to the final question (which for some reason he doesn't choose), then shopping him to the police for assumed cheating. That's where all the flashbacks happen, during being tortured (simulated drowning! Electro torture!) by the douchebag policemen.
The one TINY single piece of happiness in the whole fucking film is that he manages to win the show and find his one true love (now with a big scar on her face of course, after her asshole bro and his boss got angry with her for trying to run away). They meet up, he's won the show, it's all gravy for them, AND NOONE ELSE! after his brother inexplicably killed himself/initiated a shootout in a bath of money in some sort of attempt to redeem himself for his selfish ways throughout the film and everyone else who we've seen in the film being killed, maimed or assumed dead. Noone gets any kind of comeuppance (although a few of the bad people do get shot I guess, but none go back to the poverty that the main characters are borne from).
In any case, regardless of my personal distaste for uberdepressing films in general, the film itself has such ludicrous coincidences. How come all the questions in the film were in the same order as the things which gave him the answers occured in his life?
In conclusion, I fucking hated pretty much every minute of this film (aside from the random credits' bollywood dance sequence), and will never again watch a Danny Boyle film. Further more, I would like to say to Mr Boyle should he be reading this, that I personally feel a vengeance toward him.
I just watched the trailer again and it reminded me of another thing I hated about the film: The music!! I HATE M.I.A! Seriously can not stand that voice. She seems like a cool person and stuff but her voice is like fingernails downa blackboard. I am so tempted to make my own version of a M.I.A. song.
And the trailer uses 'hoppipola' by Sigur Ros?? HOW ORIGINAL.
AAHHH I HATE THIS FILM SO MUCH!!! It pisses me off so fucking much that any film that deals with someone coming out of a poor background (especially by fucking Danny Boyle) inbues this kind of ethereal worthiness in them from the get go. This idea that because someone is from a shitty place, the fact that they are a good person is somehow a fucking miracle. It's... racist? Classist? I don't know exactly, but it upsets me on a fundamental level. It seems to imply (to me, and I'm reading into this here) a sort of old world art/patron sense of 'oh look! A poor person who's not a thief or an idiot!! What a funny anomaly! How quaint!'. It's like old paintings of 'The haywain' or whatever, with rich people making/buying art which was of peasants feeding geese or whatever other poor-people things they did. Not helping the situation, but just looking at it like just another amusement.