Shall not be much of a spoiler here, but this is one that tugs at your heartstrings with the crude realities of India's "slum dogs", or what they call people living in the numerous slums in India. You can definitely find more stuff than what you can read here if you simply Google "indian slums", and don't say I didn't warn you that reality hits you square in the face.
Mumbai, home to India's financial powerhouse, with the highest land prices among the highest in the world. Mumbai, also home to Asia's largest slum, with 1 million people mushed into 3 square kilometres of land. Don't you find it an irony? Below the aluminium roofs run a bustling population of street kids, large families with more mouths than they can feed, insane sanitary conditions, slum gangsters who pick people off like they swipe ants off the table... And such stuff go on. Then you get the filthy rich bastards who pick such kids off the streets and make them beg, either with a single empty plate or an inflicted disability (they did it, of course).
"Blind people sing double", they say.
And I realised that *gasp* there's nothing much we can do to help them. Give them more monetary funds? Rebuild their homes for them? (Hello, I just told you Mumbai's land is literally gold. Where are you going to house 1 million people?) Nab those nasty guys?
*Shrugs*
On a deeper level, the movie reconstructed the biased view that many people harbour against people who seem to be on a lower societal strata. Don't say you're innocent.
On the other hand, I was just praying (in vain) that this movie would spare me of the goosebump-y Bollywood mass dances. It didn't, naturally.
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