Marigold

I was somewhat impressed with Marigold, it did not follow a silly formula that directors use when making Indian related films. We got a glimpse of Indian culture and saw how a stuck up American actress was humbled and overwhelmed by the rich Indian culture. She also finds love along the way. The story is entirely believable unlike the joke that was Slumdog Millionaire because foreign actresses can be expected to travel to India for filming commercials or short films. Salman Khan was excellent and showed why he has great talent by effortlessly playing the simple yet wealthy person.

Some parts are annoying as it seems they can't make a Indian associated film without unnecessary dance scenes and outdated stereotypes like arranged marriages. This acted to diminish the film. Overall still good.

OK, its basically our very own commonplace script of videshi girl falling for prince charming Indian boy, and predictable outcomes.

More was expected keeping in mind that the production is a foreign outlook to Bollywood but the end product is very insipid, boring and common. Nothing to look forward to and even Salman looks very lost at times.

Thank goodness it comes with a runtime of under 2 hours cause it makes the viewer feel minute tick.

Come on, most of our scripts of late have shown that they can be innovative and a bit bold, but Marigold is simply like the biscuit which gets soggy in your cup of chai rather than 'THE FLOWER'

Marigold is by far the best "outsider's" take on Bollywood I have ever seen. (I didn't grow up with Bollywood, but I've seen a few hundred of them now.) I'd say it leaves Gurinder Chadha, Mira Nair, and even Merchant and Ivory (of Bombay Talkie) almost in the dust. Willard Carroll, the director, really loves Bollywood, and he has the self-confidence to allow us to know it - there's humor, but no arch, ironic distancing, no "of course I don't really mean this" stuff. As Jerry Lee Lewis would say, he "gets it," and so he can let us have it too - the joy of a Bollywood movie experience, along with touches that are supplied by a westerner's stepping into the story-teller's role.

It's a story about a caustic, bitchy, beautiful American B movie actress (she's only been in movies with numbers in their titles, like Fatal Attraction 3) who finds herself in a different Bollywood movie from the one she went to India to be in (Kama Sutra 3 has folded its tents while she was en route, apparently because its producers are now in jail). Salman Khan, in real life a Bollywood mega-mega star, is the dancing master of the delightful written-on-the-fly movie she has now been pulled into ("is this before or after I go blind?"), and through the sweetness of his mildly psychically gifted character, she learns more than how to find her inner ecstatic dancing ability.

The strong beginning gives you both Bollywood - a super-energetic troupe of dancers in front of the Taj Mahal (both funny an familiar to the western viewer, as well as providing the high-velocity musical thrill we love in a Hindi movie), and Salman on screen from the outset - no Bollywood 20 minute wait for the hero. He has on an Indian costume embellished with Kit Carson-style Western movie fringe (all in white).

Ali Larter's actress character is pleasing to the western viewer - she's blonde, which is "traditional" for a "white" person in a Bollywood movie, and visually understandable casting - but she's a robust girl, not the ethereal kind of blondie we're usually presented with, and she's a more or less three-dimensional total bitch, carrying on profane and abusive cell-phone conversations with a boyfriend and agent in the US.

We also have scenes of women who are having problems with each other going out to a bar to deal with them - the capacity for people not getting along to relate and have emotional conversations is traditional in Hindi movies, but we seldom see much of any such thing going on between women (other than the discussion between mother and daughter about the daughter's choice of groom), let alone "strangers" - unrelated people - let alone bar-going. So the spirit is the same, the details are fresh, and I was completely delighted by this.

I only saw it once, at a preview showing, attended by the director, a fine speaker and question-answerer - he and Salman got to be "brother-like" good friends over the making of it, he loves India, he has plans to make a Wizard of Oz movie in India. I can't get too detailed about songs when I've seen them just once, except to say I liked them all. They range from a happy parody of the Bollywood number in the movie-within-the-movie - the ladies' costumes, with Leghorn hats and seashell-cased bodices (it's a beach scene) on flowy dresses - are worth the cost of a ticket alone -- to a lovely reflective many-scened romantic song in a sadder and more serious part of the movie.

Mix of Hindi and English in the music, and it works.

Salman Khan gets a lot of credit from me for openness to unusual projects - this and Jaan-e-Mann - and good judgment about which ones to be in. Carroll said he was full of suggestions and ideas all along the way, and totally fine (i.e. not narcissistic at all) whether Carroll accepted or rejected them - clearly just a pro who loves being involved and collaborating.

'Marigold' is pretty much one of those typical bad Bollywood films with all the ingredients of exotic locations, excessive songs, over the top drama and acting, disapproving parents...etc etc. While I mentioned the exotic locations, they are beautifully shown here. I particularly liked how Goa looked somewhat different from other films. The songs are totally forgettable.

I wonder how many bad Bollywood films Carroll watched and copied to make this mess. Even the actors seem to be in a state of 'I can't believe I'm in a Hollywood film'. For example, take a look at Salman Khan who's grinning all through the film. It wouldn't take more than a second for one to bet that his thoughts were 'God! I'm actually working with a Hollywood star'. Ditto for the rest of the cast. Nandana Sen is especially funny (unintentionally of course) as she reminds me of a chicken.

Now let's get to the one person that makes 'Marigold' somewhat watchable. Ali Larter. The actress looks drop dead gorgeous in the traditional Indian outfits, she's spot on in the comic scenes and she really seems to have gotten under the skin of the character. I also liked how she gracefully performed the Bollywood dances, especially in the item number that takes place in the middle of the film where she's dancing with Raj and his co-star. The way she conveys her feelings to Salman's character in that same song is superb. 'Wouldn't mind watching her in more Hindi films although she's already doing great for herself in Hollywood. So if there is anything at all to look our for in this film, then it's Miss Larter. She's far from the typical caricature blonde white girl seen in the usual Bollywood films.

I'm less engaged by movies that pretend to be more than they are, and fail. This one promises little, and delivers more. It's an unpretentious, even if contrived, love story, featuring an egocentric American girl who learns humility under adverse circumstances. There are generally sympathetic, even if predictable characters, picturesque settings, beautiful faces, lively dances, and engaging music. Eye candy throughout. Provides a somewhat antiseptic window into Indian culture... but at least it's something. Not a bad introduction to Bollywood musicals, either.

I'm grateful not to be so sophisticated and urbane in my tastes that I'm unable to enjoy it. It's just simple fun; nothing more.