NiceWork cares for our readers and would hate to think of any of you — even the vilest — stuck in a cinema with Danny Boyle’s scatalogical romp Slumdog Millionaire. We fear, though, the Academy Award nomination may tempt some of you to turn over two hours of your precious lives to this (almost literal) stinker. It’s too late for us, but not too late for you, we hope.
And so we present you with this capsule review:
Slumdog Millionaire is the sort of movie professional film critics are obligated to praise.
There. Get it? You have been warned.