Eric and family are off to Lake Palestine for the weekend; Jill and family visiting friends. Oh what to do? Slumdog Millionaire was just nominated for best picture. The critics were promising a feel-good movie of hope. It’s off to the movies for Shirley and me. Basically it was a formula movie where a kid from the slums goes on the Indian version of Who Wants to be a Millionaire to find his lost love, knowing she, like everyone else in India, would be watching. After living in a miserable slum, having his mother killed in a Hindu riot against Moslems, watching a fellow orphan’s eyes burned out so he would be a more effective singing beggar, betrayed by his brother (twice), his brother murdered … he finally wins a million and is reunited with his scar-faced, orphan-next-door girlfriend. I’m not sure I feel so good. Thanks Eric and Jill. This is a picture of Blazer. She was our best dog and had a much better life than a slumdog.
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