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The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel

What can I say? Well, not the title of this film, obviously. I stumbled over the words for the first one, and add a second film and I’ll have to call it Marigold 2. But to get back to the saying; Marigold 2 is as fun and entertaining as Marigold 1 was. I worried in case the usual thing about a sequel not having the surprise element to offer, would mean it suffered.

But I reckon that a film that makes someone like me laugh out loud in the cinema, can’t be bad. (I’ve been informed that Daughter’s peers are not Marigold fans. They didn’t see No. 1 and don’t plan to see No. 2. That’s their loss.) Us oldies deserve more films featuring old people, even if we are delusional when we believe we are Richard Gere or Lillete Dubey.

The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel

Maggie Smith still gets most of the good lines, whether she’s in India or at Downton. Here we have two women aged 79, who start new jobs and enjoy them. One of them finds new love, and so do quite a few others, even when it takes them a while to realise where true love is to be found.

And inevitably there is sadness, although it is dealt with off screen. It’s as with nudity and sex; more powerful when not seen. Sooner or later we all have to check out, and far better we didn’t waste time dunking a teabag into lukewarm water before we do.

Sonny might be an impossible optimist, and he might get a lot of things wrong, but he also gets things right. After all, whose idea was any of this Marigold stuff?

And I’ll have a beautifully lit up courtyard like this, please.

The Second Best Exotic Marigold Hotel

The Lunchbox

We needed to find a film to watch with our New Year’s Eve Indian buffet meal. I’d never heard of The Lunchbox until then, but it looked good, and seemed appropriate to watch with Indian food.

The plot hinges around the Mumbai system of lunchbox deliveries from homes and restaurants to the workplaces of family members. After watching the film, I still don’t get how it works, but it does.

The Lunchbox

Except here, when young housewife Ila works out that her husband can’t have got her lunchbox that day. So who did? This someone clearly enjoyed her cooking, as he finished it all. Saajan, who is about to retire from his office job, is surprised to find his lunchbox restaurant suddenly delivering really nice meals.

On the advice from Auntie, Ila’s neighbour, she writes her eater a note. He replies, and their exchange of food and letters begins. Ila works out that her husband is unfaithful, and Saajan finds a friend in his replacement at work.

The Lunchbox

Eventually the two letter-writers decide to meet, and things don’t go quite as you’d expect.

This is very slow, very sweet, very Indian.

(Someone please send me a lunchbox like Ila’s!)