Se por um lado merece créditos por enfocar o drama e a comédia da terceira idade, por outro não deixa de desapontar ao apostar num roteiro frágil cujos equívocos acabam sendo disfarçados simplesmente graças à qualidade de seu elenco formidável.
[It] follows in the footsteps of countless other quaint, lengthily titled dollops of cinematic comfort food aimed at well-settled audiences looking for a little vicarious, AARP-approved spunk. Not that there's anything wrong with that.
There's little that's surprising about the film - everyone ends up pretty much where you'd guess - but that predictable quality becomes part of the pleasure of watching it, like a book that's happily reread.
If nothing else, "Marigold Hotel" is a chance to watch British acting royalty work together in a film that has nothing to do with wizards or Muggles. Yet the result is no less fantasy than "Harry Potter."
"Eat Gray Love"...the whole enterprise [is] too platitudinous, but with powerhouse actors like Dench, Nighy and Wilkinson, even a critic can agree it's better to be plucky than a sour stick-in-the-mud.
Your parents probably don't want to go to The Avengers this weekend (and that's okay!) but audiences can do far worse for themselves than to take a quick cinematic trip to John Madden's The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel.
As mild, comforting and vaguely colonial as beans on toast, The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel brings together some of Britain's top-shelf acting treasures for a story of late-life awakenings and self-discovery in India.