A bunch of really old people including Maggie Smith, Judi Dench and Bill Nighy decide to up sticks and spend their twilight years at some hotel in India run by Dev Patel. Some of these old people are determined to go on a journey of self enlightenment whilst others feel the need to moan all of the time. They continue to crash around india having all kinds of old people fun whilst all of the Indian people speak english. Ultimately they all end up making some kind of discovery and bang on about it and I get incredibly bored.
On paper this film should have been alright. It has some awesome british acting talent in it and they don't half put some gusto into their performances and before I continue this review I will always love each and every one of them. Now that bits over I can talk about the utter nonsense this film is. I couldn't help but not get bored of characters and their very boring stories. The individual reasons why they up and move to india barely make sense in the most part and how they all manage to end up in the same hotel together that noone else seems to be in is beyond me, admittedly I may not have been paying attention at the time they explained it. The big three actors mentioned above got away with their story because they are legends but the rest of the cast are insanely irritating and insist on overacting most of the time. Dev Patel is actually not a bad actor but does join the overacting crew slightly. By far the most annoying thing about this film is the fact that when two Indian people, from India are talking to one another in India they speak English, why??? Is it really that hard to have subtitles for those moments or are English people really that averse to reading that we need everything to be in English. May be a personal thing but it really gets on my tits. Overall it is a very dull film and I did not care for it.
Verdict: 1.5/5
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