You can’t help but smile
when The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel opens with George Thorogood’s “Move
It on Over” blaring as Maggie Smith (as the adorably prickly Muriel Donnelly) and Dev Patel (as the ever-optimistic Sonny
Kapoor) are speeding down a highway in a convertible. Sonny politely refuses
Muriel’s urgent request to put the top back up, simply stating, “This is Route
66, and we are most assuredly getting our kicks.”
(Really sets a fun tone,
doesn’t it?)
For those who are
unfamiliar, the first movie, The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, introduced
audiences to a group of British retirees who relocated to India with the
promise of a lavishly restored luxury hotel in which to spend the rest of their
days. What they found was a rather shabby shell of a property that had seen
better days. Obviously meant to reflect much of the world’s view of elderly
people being past their prime, the group learns to see themselves -- and their
new home -- with fresh eyes, which means letting go of the past and finding a
new perspective on life and love. In this sequel, the young proprietor, Sonny,
is quickly becoming overwhelmed by his efforts to open a second hotel, and is
dangerously close to ruining his relationship with his gorgeous fiancee (Tina Desai) as his wedding day is
rapidly approaching. Meanwhile, each of the retirees finds themselves at a
crossroads where love and important life events are concerned, as well.
To be honest, it’s hard
to be overly critical of this movie. Filmmakers approached it with such a light
touch -- it’s neither preachy nor kitschy nor overly sentimental, all of which
would be easy to do, given the subject matter. Instead, it imparts some lovely
lessons on life and love that pertain to both the young and old. It’s
well-written, with just enough warmth and humor to make it endearing, without
becoming too precious or cheeky. And, of course, it’s a visual pleasure,
beautifully highlighting the rich textures, colors, and rituals of Indian
culture.
All that being said, the
absolute heart and soul of this movie lies in its exceptional ensemble cast,
providing proof that there should be more opportunities for seasoned actors in
Hollywood. It’s a who’s who of superb British actors: Judi Dench, Maggie Smith,
Bill Nighy, Celia Imrie, and Ronald Pickup, to
name a few. Even if you don’t recognize the names, the faces are instantly
recognizable from previous memorable roles.
The one weak spot, I’m
afraid I have to point out, is… Richard Gere. I mean, Richard Gere? What an odd
choice. He plays a handsome stranger with questionable motives who shows up at
the hotel and creates a bit of a stir. He’s handsome, for sure, but sadly, he
adds very little more to the movie, and even detracts, if you ask me. I can’t
recall ever being very impressed with any of his performances, but when thrown
in with such a talented cast, his laid-back style seems incredibly lazy. And
while all the other performances come across as charmingly effortless, Gere
appears to rely solely on his charisma to carry him through the movie.
Thud. He falls very flat
in an otherwise effervescent movie.
Truth be told, though I
knew the premise, I only saw a portion of the first movie, so I was a little
concerned that I wouldn’t be able to connect with its established characters
and running storyline. But it’s a true testament to both the cast and
filmmakers that the sequel stands so well on its own. It’s just such a hopeful
and positive movie, providing a welcomed escape from whatever hardships and
turmoil may be happening outside the theater doors. And isn’t that what a movie is
supposed to do?
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