The movie starts with a cheesy question 'Who wants to be a millionaire?' and ends with its equally cheesy answer like a Shakespeare's quote and cartoonish endings. In this miserable, shitty economic slack of time, people obviously tend to dream of such Aesop's fables and sit on top of cloud 9 as of to become a millionaire just by tracing back your past life experiences. Ha! Sounds paradoxical? Tell me honestly how many of you spend lives pinning after a gal who you knew only for a month at eight. Still worse is the director's cut to sympathize a protoganist Jamal Malik with neither conceit, apprehension nor any eccentricities, who has no real purpose in life other than to be trampled on and ignored by the society. And ha please stop comparing Magnolia and Slumdog. Magnolia was messy but damn practical when compared to Slumdog. An apt first name for a piece of hollow, pointless movie by Danny Boyle.
Fact to repent for is The Academy thinks the movie is a grandiloquent one and awards a bunch of gold plated britannium statuettes! Grow up people! I know you guys have seen far better movies like Shawshank Redemption, Forest Gump, Godfather, Taree Zameen Par, Rang de Basanthi and so many to name.
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