He finds a bit part in the Mumbai underworld, and even falls in idealized romantic love, that most elusive of conditions for a slumdog.
He pretends to be a guide, invents "facts" out of thin air, advises tourists to remove their shoes and then steals them. He scrapes out a living at the Taj Mahal, which he did not know about but discovers by being thrown off a train. High-spirited and defiant in the worst of times, he survives. His name is Jamel (played as a teenager by Dev Patel). A petty thief, impostor and survivor, mired in dire poverty, he improvises his way up through the world and remembers everything he has learned. "Slumdog Millionaire" bridges these two Indias by cutting between a world of poverty and the Indian version of "Who Wants to be a Millionaire." It tells the story of an orphan from the slums of Mumbai who is born into a brutal existence. Some of the most exciting modern English literature. The India of " Monsoon Wedding." Millionaires. On the other hand, the world's largest middle class, mostly lower-middle, but all the more admirable. You stand on one side of the Hooghly River, a branch of the Ganges that runs through Kolkuta, and your friend tells you, "On the other bank millions of people live without a single sewer line." Men relieving themselves by the roadside. Because it is side-by-side with the new India, it is easily seen. On the other, the "Masterpiece Theater"-style images of " A Passage to India," " Gandhi" and "The Jewel in the Crown." What do people think of when they think of India? On the one hand, Mother Teresa, "Salaam Bombay!" and the wretched of the earth. By the real India, I don't mean an unblinking documentary like Louis Malle's "Calcutta" or the recent " Born Into Brothels." I mean the real India of social levels that seem to be separated by centuries.
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