Alright, Slumdog Millionaire was an entertaining film. The children were cute, the music was great, and everything looked very pretty. The story was suitably engaging and held my interest for the duration of the film.
I don't understand why everyone is going ape shit for this movie. It's good, but it's not that good. The story is riddled with cliches, and the ending wraps up so easily and neatly that I feel it cheapens everything that comes before it. I do think it's nice that the next time I feel like writing something contrived I can justify it by saying "it's fate", and people will think it's inspired. I just didn't buy it, and that made it very difficult for me to connect with this movie.
I've now seen two of the Best Picture nominees, and I feel this was easily the weaker of the two. I was trying to understand why this was everyone's favorite movie, including the Academy's. The best I can come up with is that it's uplifting. Okay, that's fair. But compared to Milk, a movie that's inspiring, uplifting, and true? No comparison.
Slumdog Millionaire is a very nice story, and I'm glad so many people liked it. I certainly enjoyed it, but I don't think I'll ever have a strong urge to watch it again. Now can someone please tell me when Freida Pinto's next movie is coming out?