Jade and I went to see Danny Boyle’s Slumdog Millionaire tonight.

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I will not write a review about it because there is no way I could possibly do justice to how great the film was.  Everything was top notch: acting, directing, cinematography, music, sound.  Absolutely stunning.

This film connected so deeply with my soul.  The reason for that, I believe, is because of some of the things I’ve seen in the few developing countries around the world that I have visited.  The slums of Mumbai reminded me of some of the poverty-stricken areas of Northern Egypt I saw in 2005 while on a Middle Eastern study tour.  Perhaps the most resonating memories are that of Honduras, which I just traveled to in December on a vision/mission trip.  One of the boys in the film had an uncanny similarity to a boy I met and built a relationship with in Trajillo, whose name is Miguelito.  The surrounding conditions of the kids in the film and the kids I met in Honduras closely resembled each other.  

The film is breathtakingly wonderful and I would recommend it any and everyone.