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w November 05, 2007

What A Goony Little Gem

All right, so here is where I confess that I have a curious affection for Bollywood films and music videos; I had, however, somehow missed Bollywood/Hollywood until tonight (Gene is in Zurich, scouting out good chocolate and appropriately Swiss toys, as per instructions). OMG what an utterly charming little flick.

I can't tell if it is the parody of said Bollywood films, the sweetness with which it is all executed, or the fact that it is set in, and filmed in, Toronto, but I was just giggling my head off all the way through, even as I realize the utter formulaic ho-hum. I think there is also something about Canadian films that always seems so endearingly sincere to me, especially when it seems like they just ran down, I dunno, Gerrard Street, and grabbed every East Indian looking person they could find, regardless of acting background. There is also this great little song and dance number about halfway through where the men of said look like they are larger versions of the Oompa Loompas in the most recent "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory". Awesome.

Okay, and I have to admit to a weird little pang of nostalgia for my hometown -- it's flat, it's industrial looking even from an artfully zooming camera wielding helicopter, there are a LOT of boring ass storefronts -- but it's home. I don't ever want to live in Toronto again, but it's not a bad city from which to hail, and it looks even kind of cute in movies like this. And ohmigeez do ALL the actors look so, so, SO Canadian, regardless of their hyphens. Love.

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