So he has left.
My baby, my boy, has gone from being carried in a backpack… to wearing one.
He is doing World Challenge, which means he spends four weeks in India – in the hill country – trekking.
He does a community project at a local school.
And he gets a bit of R&R… maybe going to see the Taj Mahal.
He has his passport, his walking stick, some cash, my sleeping bag and some groovy “wilderness wear” clothes.
He is on an adventure and my heart goes with him.
Go and see this movie.
You might think it is some worthy foreign flick but it is not.
It’s gritty, inspiring, pacey, uplifting and shocking all at the same time.
If a film could be a pageturner – this would be.
Compared to the last Hollywood flick I’ve seen – The Dark Knight – well, lets say I got bored half way through this supposed action movie whereas with Slumdog Millionaire I was on the edge of my seat.
It’s the story of a kid from the slums who wins Who Wants to be a Millionaire, but it so much more. A story of the slums, a love story, a gangster film, a story of police violence, a story of corruption and a story of hope.
Most reviews have been kind to this movie with good reason – it is brilliant.
Growing up in India would have its challenges I suspect. Especially if you have the misfortune of being dubbed a “good luck baby”.
I have no words.
