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"Everything will be all right in the end. So if it is not all right, it is not yet the end."
Some people think of that quote as belonging to Paulo Coelho. Others to John Lennon. A special few, however, know it as the oft-spoken adage of Sonny Patel, owner of a fictional hotel in Jaipur, India. As someone who believes The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel to be the best movie of 2012, the fact that I fall into the latter category should be no surprise. It should also be no surprise that many people choose not to believe that I'm serious about loving it as much as I do. Seeing and enjoying poorly reviewed movies is a hobby—or perhaps condition—of mine (I saw Safe Haven last weekend on my day off from work), so I don't have the best track record.

As the Oscars draw near, the next in a series about our strong movie opinions, past and present.

I'm aware that a movie about seven elderly Brits who move into an Indian hotel sounds like a red flag to many people, so I understand why you think I'm joking or perverse or wrong in liking The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel as much as I do. But I'm not. And it's my goal to make you believe me.