
Basmati Blues movie review: like white savior on rice
Part hamfisted critique of Big Ag, part strained romantic comedy, and part insipid musical that’s not much like the Bollywood tribute it’s meant to be. An accidental parody of itself.

Part hamfisted critique of Big Ag, part strained romantic comedy, and part insipid musical that’s not much like the Bollywood tribute it’s meant to be. An accidental parody of itself.
We know how it is: You’d like to go to the movies this weekend, but you dropped a pocketwatch in the shower and now you’re stuck in 1857. But you can have a multiplex-like experience in the 19th century (assuming you remembered to bring along your portable DVD player) with a collection of the right … more…
Danged if the flick don’t feel like the Coen Brothers, if it ain’t redolent with the wonderfully odd tang of farce and feeling that they invariably bring to, at least, their lighter films.