It's ok to hate Slumdog. Really, it is.

It's hard to be nasty about Slumdog Millionaire. It's a film about poor children in India, it's directed by Danny Boyle, who did an impression of Tigger when he collected his Oscar, and it has one of the best soundtracks of recent years. Still, Salman Rushdie had a pretty good go.Truth is, we're with Salman all the way, though as a magazine who chose not to review Boyle's award-attracting behemoth, you'd have grounds for levelling a charge of sour grapes. We stand by our objections: the storyline is schmaltzy and far-fetched, the ingenious structure quickly becomes mind-numbingly tedious (he's still only on 15,000 rupees?) and the closing dance routine is performed with all the enthusiasm of fifth-formers doing "Greased Lightning" at the end-of-year assembly. For an example of how Bollywood dance-offs should be conducted, see below:

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