08-21-2016, 08:54 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-22-2016, 06:39 AM by TVs Frink. Edited 1 time in total.)
Meet the Patels (2014) - currently on Netflix Streaming
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One of the best rom-coms in recent memory is a documentary. Small-time Indian-American actor, born and raised in the States and nearing 30, breaks up with beautiful, ebullient redheaded girlfriend of two years, who he never told his parents about, for unclear reasons - maybe only because she isn't Indian. Hounded by his parents to marry and reproduce, he tries all sorts of Indian matchmaking services, and meets Indian women around the country, in a search for the ideal woman of the correct ethnicity.
The progression of the story follows the classic three-act structure perfectly, almost suspiciously so, but there doesn't appear to be any significant fakery here, and maybe none at all. The humor comes not from the many dates, few of which are seen, but rather from the guy and his co-director/sister's interplay with said parents, the father being particularly hilarious and camera-friendly.
Moral of the story, of course, is men are emotional idiots. If I had a beautiful, ebullient girlfriend of another ethnicity, I wouldn't break up with her without damned good reason.
Oh, and I *am* 30. And, in the past month, my high school girlfriend and the high school girl I was interested in the longest got hitched (though not, sadly, to each other). Here's the former. A year and a half younger, she's an actual adult, it seems:
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Needless to say, my own romantic history is... more limited. Sigh.
(Still a good movie.)
B+
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One of the best rom-coms in recent memory is a documentary. Small-time Indian-American actor, born and raised in the States and nearing 30, breaks up with beautiful, ebullient redheaded girlfriend of two years, who he never told his parents about, for unclear reasons - maybe only because she isn't Indian. Hounded by his parents to marry and reproduce, he tries all sorts of Indian matchmaking services, and meets Indian women around the country, in a search for the ideal woman of the correct ethnicity.
The progression of the story follows the classic three-act structure perfectly, almost suspiciously so, but there doesn't appear to be any significant fakery here, and maybe none at all. The humor comes not from the many dates, few of which are seen, but rather from the guy and his co-director/sister's interplay with said parents, the father being particularly hilarious and camera-friendly.
Moral of the story, of course, is men are emotional idiots. If I had a beautiful, ebullient girlfriend of another ethnicity, I wouldn't break up with her without damned good reason.
Oh, and I *am* 30. And, in the past month, my high school girlfriend and the high school girl I was interested in the longest got hitched (though not, sadly, to each other). Here's the former. A year and a half younger, she's an actual adult, it seems:
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Needless to say, my own romantic history is... more limited. Sigh.
(Still a good movie.)
B+
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