Last Sunday my husband and I went on a date for coffee and then a movie. (practice what you preach – quality time together alone – for those of you paying attention!) We rarely actually make it to the movie on a date because once we start talking then we decide we’d rather catch up than sit in a movie not talking to each other.
But this time Craig picked “Slumdog Millionaire” since it was his turn and he had heard great things about it, (my previous pick was Mamma Mia on DVD) and he would not be thwarted. Not to mention our coffee time was in the middle of the EP Center mall, and I think I was less than amiable about the location so we were both anxious to get to the quiet of the movie theater… (note to self: on a date with husband try not to complain about where the 1 hour of conversation takes place, just take it and be grateful!)
I didn’t know the plot line of this movie – until we were sitting in the theater and Craig said it was a low-budget film shot on location in the slums of Mumbai, (Bombay) India. Craig has been to Mumbai several times, and although he doesn’t typically frequent those parts, he has seen them, and is acutely aware that even though we were watching a supposedly fictional movie about a boy who makes it on the “Who wants to be a Millionaire show” in India, what was depicted on the screen was much, much more. It was the gut-wrenching, horrific reality of life in India for millions of people.
No Hollywood, (or Bollywood) sets here – just the all too painful images of children’s lives who are neglected, unwanted or exploited, mostly for financial reasons, in one of the poorest cities on earth. (Fact: While slum pockets cover a mere 6% of the land in Mumbai, they hold 60% of the population.) My eyes were closed in anguish for much of the first half of the movie. I felt a surge of emotions, many of which were compelling me to get up and leave the theater – I could hardly take the sadness and oppression these children face every day.
It certainly wasn’t the typical American movie watching experience – with drinks, popcorn, candy and the expectation of entertainment. (I couldn’t even eat my snacks, and was happy for the opportunity to use the restroom, even though I felt guilty for walking away from the truth for just a few moments.) In the end, it was a brilliant piece of film-making, fiction intricately woven together with reality, a clever storyline, classic elements of romance and enduring faith in the goodness of humankind. Definitely worth seeing, just prepare yourself first.
I wasn’t prepared for this movie – but I don’t think you CAN ever prepare yourself for the truth that came crashing through the silver screen that Sunday afternoon in America for me. And that is this: millions of people around the world really do live in absolute squalor, as we sit here in America engrossed in abundance (economic crisis – really?). We are lucky to live where we live, to be born where we were, and to never in our wildest dreams worry about being subjected to the atrocities that people face in India (and all over the world) every day. Our very worst day would be a pipe dream for hundreds of millions of people.
I find myself thinking of a Bible verse that pierces me each time I read it, “To those whom much is given, much will be required” – and I wonder how do I take action in such a faraway place?
In the past, we’ve chosen to help in our own small way by sponsoring children so they can attend school at the Saron Boarding Home in Tiruvannamalai, India. We work with Lutheran Partners in Global Ministry who do an amazing job helping people connect with the needs in the far reaches of the earth. Check them out if you’re interested in being a sponsor. There are also the likes of World Vision – we have a sponsored child in Peru through that organization – or Compassion International which are both worthwhile and reputable organizations.
But beyond the “typical” sponsorship – where I send money so theoretically I can check my “helping others in the poor parts of the world” box, and supposedly sleep better at night – I guess I feel like I should somehow do more, be more, help more. The vivid images from “Slumdog” have haunted me since… and my heart is plagued with sadness. And so, I will continue to pray about how to help. Certainly I have been given much – and so I wait to see more clearly what more will be asked of me in the future.
“Slumdog Millionaire” has been nominated for Best Picture by the Academy of Motion Pictures.