Yesterday I watched Slumdog Millionaire alone on Romeo's laptop ...
Its one of the movies with which you get to live another life that is not yours ...an experience in which you travel to another part of the continent , you see the dreams of unfortunate people , their attempts to make a better reality , the feelings that get smashed with the hammer of poverty and need.
The movie tells the story of Jamal Malik a young man from the muslim minority in India. His mum gets killed in a racist attack and as his mother dies he and his brother Salim start a homeless life with their friend Latica. The steal , beg , enroll in a band of thieves , lie for tourists and make their living.
The story is told through a hard questioning he is exposed to beacuase he is accused of cheating in the show of "Who wants to be a millionaire?"... he did not go to school in order to know the answers but it was life that exposed him to the answers in the most vicious ways.
The title of his struggle was his love to Latica, and so the movie was ended with a kiss .... God how much i miss happy endings ... I miss them ... I really do
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