the matchmaker’s son
by Douglas Messerli
Matthew Hamachek, Billy McMillin,
Geeta Patel and Ravi Patel (screenwriters), Geeta Patel and Ravi Patel
(directors) Meet the Patels /
2015
What to do if you’re a 30-year-old
American and East Indian ancestry, with a father anxious to see you married and
a mother known for her matchmaking arts? You give in, naturally, and, after
traveling to India to meet dozens of your women who share your last name—in
this case Patel—you travel throughout the US and Canada on one long series of
dates with women whom your parents have chosen based on education, skin-color
(wheatish, apparently is the preferred color) and—if you are a young actor with
a filmmaking sister—you document the endless search!
If this all sounds like a kind nightmarish version of Four Weddings and a Funeral, take heart.
Despite some teeth-grating moments, particularly when hero arrives in the small
Indian hometown of his parents in Gujarat, where everyone is a kind of
“relative”—with all of them insisting it is time for Ravi to tie the knot—the
dozens of speed-dating encounters that follow are not at the center of this
charming film. What we discover, instead, is that even a pair of anxious,
interfering and often dominating parents such as Champa V and Vasant K. Patel,
are charming, funny, loving folk who have brought up their talented children,
Geeta and Ravi, with love and near endless patience, while still maintaining a
deep love for one another. If the Patel parents may be one of the most
intrusive on the planet, they are still very loving folk, and are born
comedians.
Before the film has begun, however, it increasingly becomes apparent
that Ravi has found the girl for him, a beautiful, red-head, well-bred
Connecticut woman, named Audrey. The only problem is that he hasn’t bothered to
discuss it with his parents, and apparently still, himself, believes that it’s
preferable to marry a woman of Indian descent. In fact, the biggest problems
for this family are their own sometimes not so hidden racial distinctions and
inbred familial attitudes.
As time passes, and date after date falls flat, Geeta begins querying
her sibling about the girl with whom he has broken up—and yet still
occasionally is still “seeing.” It finally begins to come to a boil when Audrey
herself finally lays down some rules: she can no longer see Ravi if there’s no
possibility of sharing her life with on a permanent basis.
When Ravi finally reveals to mom and dad that he has been seeing a girl
who he truly loves, it is the father who is more accepting, convinced that his
angry wife, Champa, will eventually come around. Yet she seems determined in
her anger, and it is only when she and her son sit for a serious talk, that she
reveals her anger is centered on his not having honest with her; she is not
insistent that he marry only someone within his race. And the last few scenes
show the obviously good cook explaining to Audrey—who Ravi had to plead long
and hard to return to him—how to make the family’s favorite foods.
Now, if only Geeta….we’ll have to wait until Meet the Patels II comes out, as it well may someday. Surely,
Vasant might be hired as the publicist the next time around. Reportedly, in the
many venues in which this charming film first premiered, he called up all the
Patels in each city, inviting them to attend the event. Lines formed around the
blocks. Even in the Sundance Theater in Los Angeles where I saw this film with
my companion Howard, the house was packed with Indians! But then, the actor and
his sister apparently live nearby, so I was glad to have been able to have met
our neighbors.
Los Angeles, September 2015
Reprinted from World Cinema Review (September 2015).