by Douglas
Messerli
Ol Parker (screenplay, based on a novel by Deborah Moggach),
John Madden (director) The Best Exotic
Marigold Hotel / 2011, USA 2012
Madden's feel-good film, The
Best Exotic Marigold Hotel, is an affable work in which a group of aging
adults suddenly are forced to come to terms with where they are in their lives.
After years of a docile life as a housewife, Evelyn Greenslade's (Judi Dench)
husband has died, and, much to her surprise, finds there is not enough money
for their debts. Selling their home, she is forced to awaken from her kind of
"sleeping beauty" life and determine her own future.
Douglas Ainslie
(Bill Nighly) and his wife Jean (Penelope Wilton) also find themselves in the
unfortunate position of not having enough savings after investing in their
daughter's failing internet company. Muriel Donnelly (Maggie Smith), we
discover later, has simply been let go after years of service as house-keeper
for a wealthy couple; she also needs, and cannot afford, a hip replacement.
Norman Cousins (Ronald Pickup) is an aging would-be lover, studying the Karma
Sutra and Madge Hardcastle (Celia Imrie) is a well-off woman on the search for
a man. Graham Dashwood (Tim Wilkinson),
a high court judge, suddenly resigns, deciding to retire. This unlikely group
inexplicably find themselves in Jaipur, northern India, attracted by a brochure
for a retirement hotel that looks little, in person, like the pictures
represented in the folder.
The plot is
fairly predictable. Each member of the group must come to terms with something
that he or she has not been facing or has hidden from others. Evelyn, forced to
find employment, must learn to become self-dependent and face the fact that she
has, once more, fallen in love, this time with the equally self-dependent but
martially unhappy Douglas. His wife must come to terms with her own sour
personality and her inability to face any change. Muriel must reflect upon her
own bigotry and narrowness of vision. Norman must deal with his aging body, and
Madge with the fact that she may find no one to love. Graham, soon reveals that
he is gay, and has returned to India for the first time since his youth, when
he was in love with an Indian man whose life was shamed when the two were found
together.
Each of these
characters is destined, in the chaotic, colorful, and almost claustrophobic
atmosphere of the city, to rub up against precisely that which they are
refusing to face. And one by one, although some more slowly than the others,
each of them come to terms with their radically new lives. Perhaps only the
unpleasant Jean, who is also the only one who returns home, refuses the
challenge of the often frightening but just as often exhilarating world into
which they have suddenly discovered themselves. But then she does come to
recognize that she is a veteran complainer, unhappy with everything in life.
These various
psychological and physical encounters are perhaps enough for anyone to describe
this film as highly enjoyable. Yet it is just the clichés and even stereotypes
of their confrontations that weaken the work overall. Evelyn, perhaps the most
passive of these figures for most of her life, finds that she is remarkably
resilient, able not only to cope but to prevail over the most complex of
situations, including her new job and her budding love. She is, in short, just
the kind of independent, open-minded woman that Judi Dench loves to play. So
too is Muriel the close-minded, sharp-tongued figure who Maggie Smith has spent
a career portraying. Of course, she gradually comes round to liking the
subcontinent and its people that she so strongly dismissed. But it is
difficult, despite her aptitude for organizing things, to imagine, at film's end,
that she has become this decaying hotel's manager, sustaining the likeable
Sonny by allowing him to radiate his faith in future life. As he beamingly
proffers early in the film: "Everything will be all right in the end...if
it's not all right then it's not the end."
With Evelyn and
Muriel's help Sonny stands up to his dominant mother and announces his love to
everyone. Norman gets his woman and, for a least for a few seconds—when
Sunaina, thinking Sonny is waiting in the bed, crawls in with her—Madge gets
her heart fluttering again.
If you can't go
home, so it appears, at least you can start your life over. Too bad these stage
types seldom exist in "real" life and that everyday living remains as
confusing as a Jaipur street scene.
Los Angeles,
June 18, 2012
Reprinted from World
Cinema Review (June 2012).