Pi anyone?

The opening shots of Life of Pi consist of the romanticized Indian landscape with exotic music overlapping. It makes you think  - here we go again, another well known, well loved book transformed into a film so that the Hollywood fat cats can line their wallets whilst pretending they have some feeling by throwing a bit of sentimental music and message in with. Plus I have to sit here with these ridiculous glasses on. But, and yes there is a but; though sentimentality and survival are the two main ingredients that the film thrives off, you cannot help bask in the magic of it. Although you're aware that this magic is created by a bunch of techy hotshots from 21^st Century Fox you cannot help but marvel at the sheer complexity and absurdity of the story. Young Indian boy survives shipwreck on raft with tiger. When you remove the cynic inside you, you become attached to young pi and his feline friend, Richard Barker (the hotshots did a good job in making him look real if your wondering). In a spectacle of colour, light and animals you almost wish that Life of Pi wasn’t a book. At the end credits you are almost begging for those five words that normally piss you off ‘based on a true story…’ In short the Hollywood fat catshave cast their spell of sentimentality and wonder well and I have fallen for the enchantment hook line and sinker. Life of Pi is a feast for the eyes. It will uplift you, brighten your day and transport you to a world far far away from the Odeon cinema in Beckenham to India and beyond.