The Rooftop (2013)
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I watched this yesterday on Netflix. It was suggested to me because I recently watched some Bollywood, but Netflix guessed I would give it two stars, which shows how much they know me because I loved it and I gave it four stars.
Let’s be clear: this is not going to win any Best Screenplay awards. The plot is fairly cliche and kind of meanders around, culminating in a weirdly overdramatic ending that doesn’t really fit the tone of the rest of the film. But I had a hard time caring about that because I was sitting there charmed and smiling like an idiot.
The formula is, like, Amelie + Bollywood + Grease + Kung Fu Hustle + enough cheese to feed an army + crank up the color saturation to 11 = this movie. I would personally have chopped off the last 20 minutes, because like I said it was very jarring to the rest of the film; it got very melodramatic and the mood whiplash was pretty intense. You go from cutesy and bright and cheesy-goofy to attempted rape and murder, and then the hero like… goes off a bridge in a car… but he doesn’t die… but he doesn’t tell his girlfriend? so she thinks he’s dead? till he sees her in an art gallery when they’re both old? If the film had been serious and dramatic, that would have been fine, but I have a hard time taking the change of genre seriously.
Plot issues aside, I had fun watching this. I loved Jay Chou in the lead role, he was just the right kind of handsome and badass but also goofy and sensitive. I may have to go check out his other film The Secret now.