After watching ‘Slumdog Millionaire’ last night, I wanted to see if I could formulate a set of coherent thoughts about the movie. I knew I had some opinions about the movie, but when it came time to express them, I didn’t quite know what they were.
The first question that popped in my head was, should ‘Slumdog Millionaire’ have won Best Picture? Was it really better than ‘Benjamin Button’, ‘Frost/Nixon’, ‘Milk’, and ‘The Reader’? That was a difficult question because I had seen none of the other movies.
The most striking thing about the movie was the conceit, the whole movie was structured around an episode of ‘Who wants to be a millionaire?’ ‘Who wants to be a millionaire?’ is a mediocre T.V. show. Why should it be made into a movie?
The second most striking thing about the movie was the poop dive and the acid blinding. I was unenthused to see a small child cannonball into feces.
The criticism that I was most familiar with was that it portrayed India in too negative a light. ‘Slumdog Millionaire’ was not the movie some Indians wanted to inform westerners about their country. I wasn’t persuaded. If you think India is nothing more than a jumble of Ambassadors and rickshaws, you probably went into this movie uninformed anyway.
But, did it deserve Best Picture? It wasn’t engaging like I think a Best Picture movie should be. The plot was too structured and not terribly organic. The production values weren’t extraordinary. It was a movie worth watching, but it’s impossible to argue that this movie was demonstrably better than ‘Frost/Nixon’.
And that was the answer I came up with. What a stupid question to begin with: ‘Did it deserve Best Picture?’ There’s no such thing. There’s movies you should see, and there’s movies you should skip. End of story.