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Unformatted text preview: Alas, a film has to supply the ingredients to satisfy the audience's need for a pleasurable experience. If it's an Indian film, that invariably means music and dancing. This film shows the tea-server, Jamal, as a complete and utter gentleman, and Latika, the prostitute, as a perfect lady. Viewers also must leave the theatre with hope and positivity, and this is what this film provided. If I had to split hairs and find a flaw, it is that this film must coat its harsh reality with sugar to help the medicine to go down. "Watching Slumdog Millionaire, I couldn't but be reminded of the cheapness and utter emptiness of the Indian middle-class's hysterical reaction to the recent events in Mumbai. Why should India suddenly be so worried about terrorism when violence is so closely woven into the very fabric of society?...
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This note was uploaded on 02/16/2012 for the course KNH 402 taught by Professor Winn during the Fall '10 term at Miami University.
- Fall '10