In hardly ten minutes of screen time — I didn’t quite
get how it was arranged — they all manage to arrive into the same previously
unoccupied hotel at the very same time. Whereupon the young proprietor (Slumdog Millionaire’s Dev Patel, playing a similarly optimistic character) adds “Now with
guests!” to the hotel’s sign sign. A bunch
of English folk learning life lessons in a poor country is a plot ripe
for cliché. These are not completely avoided—most obviously simplistic
is the story of the proprietor, whose mother disapproves of his
girlfriend, scoffs at his plans to revive the hotel, would prefer an arranged marriage to a Delhi girl, etc. However, the key to this kind of film is to be able to establish the several characters efficiently without making them into clichés, and this is done. Even Wilton’s character, the least likeable and most resistant to India’s charms, is sympathetic, at times, in her despair.
The script (from Deborah Maggoch’s novel) by Ol Parker (Imagine Me & You) is sometimes witty. The direction by John Madden (Shakespeare in Love) highlights the colors of the Pink City and avoids making the old folks “cute.” (In this respect, I would contrast it with some of Richard Curtis’s work, like Love, Actually, which I found to be faux “adorable.”) The English seem to specialize in ensemble-cast dramedies, and this one is fairly good, if occasionally meandering.
viewed 5/2/12 7:30 at Ritz East [PFS screening] and reviewed 5/3/12
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