Finally, a Slumdog Millionaire controversy more substantive than idiots whining about the title.
“Danny Boyle has spoken of how he set up trust funds for Indian child actors Rubina Ali and Azharuddin Ismail and paid for their education. But it has emerged that the children were paid less than many Indian domestic servants.
Rubina was paid £500 ($745) for a year’s work [they didn’t do an entire year's work, I guarantee you] while Azharuddin received £1,700 ($2,532.95), according to the children’s parents.
However a spokesman for the film’s American distributors, Fox Searchlight, disputed this saying the fees were more than three times the average annual salary an adult in their neighbourhood would receive. They would not disclose the actual sum.
Fox doesn’t sound like they’re disputing the actual amount, they’re just saying the amount is three times the average annual salary of someone LIVING IN AN INDIAN SLUM. Not necessarily the best defense.
Both children were found places in a local school and receive £20 ($29.80) a month for books and food. However, they continue to live in grinding poverty and their families say they have received no details of the trust funds set up in their names.
Their parents said that they had hoped the film would be their ticket out of the slums, and that its success had made them realise how little their children had been paid.
Fair enough, but if the film lost $10 million, no one would be asking the kids to give their salaries back. Except maybe Chet in Accounting. That guy’s a real dickweed.
The children received considerably less than the poor Afghan child stars of The Kite Runner, who embarrassed their Hollywood producers when they disclosed that they had been paid £9,000 ($13,413.12).
Rubina and Azharuddin live a few hundreds yards from each other in a tangle of makeshift shacks alongside Mumbai’s railway tracks at Bandra. Azharuddin is in fact worse off than he was during filming: his family’s illegal hut was demolished by the local authorities and he now sleeps under a sheet of plastic tarpaulin with his father, who suffers from tuberculosis.
“There is none of the money left. It was all spent on medicines to help me fight TB,” Azharuddin’s father said. “We feel that the kids have been left behind by the film. They have told us there is a trust fund but we know nothing about it and have no guarantees.”
Further down the tracks, an open sewer trickles past the hut that Rubina shares with her parents, older brother and sister. Her father, a carpenter, broke his leg during filming and has been out of work since. “I am very happy the movie is doing so well, but it is making so much money and so much fame and the money they paid us is nothing. They should pay more,” he said, wafting away the smoke from a nearby fire. “I have no regrets. I just had no knowledge of what she should have been paid.”
Well living in a slum sucks no matter how you slice it, and the filmmakers probably should’ve paid their child actors a lot more. Then again, it could be worse. Look at Danny Masterson.
A Fox Searchlight spokesman said: “The welfare of Azhar and Rubnia has always been a top priority for everyone involved with Slumdog Millionaire.
“A plan has been in place for over 12 months to ensure that their experience working on Slumdog Millionaire would be of long term benefit. For 30 days work, the children were paid three times the average local annual adult salary. Last year after completing filming, they were enrolled in school for the first time and a fund was established for their future welfare, which they will receive if they are still in school when they turn 18 [by the way, why don't we have this "still in school" contingency for American actors? Fox Searchlight are apparently better parents than the Hogan family.].
“Due to the exposure and potential jeopardy created by the unwarranted press attention, we are looking into additional measures to protect Azhar and Rubina and their families. We are extremely proud of this film, and proud of the way our child actors have been treated.” [via Telegraph, picture source = Reuters]
Look, if these kids are having such a shitty life, they should just go on Who Wants to be a Millionaire. If I learned anything from that film, it’s that living a hard life on the streets will teach you all you need to know in order to win the grand prize.


If this movie taught me anything, it’s that I don’t like brown people.
Two things:
1. The Mighty Feklahr wants this movie to die.
2. That little girl knows what a “yum yum” is.
I like to think they were paid shitty wages because THIS MOVIE SUCKED.
*yawn*, big deal, 3rd world peoples are supposed to be exploited.
So Fox Searchlight is just taking a “Fuck the Players” move from the George Lucas school of contract negotiations.
India sure sounds like a great place to vacation if you’re interested in dysentery and the constant threat of nuclear war with a neighboring country.
Fox Searchlight certainly isn’t going to curry any f(l)avor with India.
Should have paid ‘em in JonBenet Ramseys ifyouknowwhatImean.
If I was born into a slum, I would fuck my parents up.
“Oh geez thanks for having me. I love living in a shack made of shit covered pages of the New York Times next to a river of offal five feet from the railroad tracks. Assholes.” Pow! Biff! Crash!
@donkeyhole – Are you advocating violence against children? Cause that’s awesome.
I think that with the going foreign exchange rate, these children are entitled to exactly 26 seconds worth of fame.
Fox Searchlight are apparently better parents than the Hogan family.
Maybe, but Mrs. Poole was always there to help out.
I should feel bad that these little retards didn’t make sure to get points on the back end? {points to back end} My ass.
I’d buy that for a rupee.
All lies. From what I’ve learned via multiple calls to customer service, everybody in India is named Jennifer or Bob.
So they were slumdog kids playing slumdog kids in a movie?
They’re lucky they got paid at all; last I checked, most people don’t get paid for being in documentaries. It’s not like they were fucking acting.
P.S. tough shit on failing to negotiate a better deal. You snooze, you vindalose.
P.P.S.–they would have made more if their agents had blinded them. Method acting, fuckers.
Danny Boyle: Ok, look. I can pay you, or I could not give you up to a gypsy…
Rubina Ali and Azharuddin Ismail: Oh, allllriiiiiiiight.
So, what? Was fucking India out of orphans completely devoid of representation?
I’d fuck the India out of those orphans.
I have two orphans right here that can do it for half… plus I’ll cut out their toungues after filming so they cannot speak to the press…
Fox has agreed to provide the following additional compensation to each family:
(2) Free copies of the Slumdog Millionaire DVD (director’s cut, widescreen)
(1) Case of Dasani Brand water
and
(1) Visit from Bono
A spokesman for the SAG who wished to remain anonymous said “Fuck those little fuckers.”
From the inevitable Oscars acceptance speech: “And I’d like to thank Hajib; if it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t be standing here, nor would I have these extremely comfortable Nike sneakers.”
Why not just explain to them how much better off they are NOT making a lot of money as a child actor.
Use Danny Bonaduce and Gary Coleman as examples.
The slumdog child-actors are pissed that Coraline isn’t in the Best Comedy category.
For less than a cup of coffee a day you too can feed an actor from an award winning movie.
In a show of benevolence, Fox has officially announced that they are no longer demanding the actors’ families pay for carpet cleaning after the children dragged shit everywhere they walked.
Look, sure they may not have been paid that much, but this article doesn’t even mention all the priceless tips these kids received on set.
“Hey kid, don’t be born Indian.”
Hey, they got more for their labor than those other Indians ever did.
:::looks into distance, single tear runs down cheek:::
This movie would have been a lot fucking cooler if the Indian kid went on a wrestling program to win the girl.
+1 Peet
I remember the time I went on a game show to win the heart of the girl I loved. You’d think that showing up at her front door with a glowing green chunk of the fucking Agro Cragwould have meant something. Not to this bitch, she was cold as ice…
…willing to sacrifice…
p.s. apostrophes are for pussies.
*Indian boy sits on porch with both hands held out as if weighing two invisible objects*
Hmmmm, let’s see: hang out on a movie set, eat free shit and get paid a little…or build knockoff Nikes? Hmmmm…
*hands teeter ever so slightly*
Listen you little shits, all of you fucking darkies in Asia are fucking terrorists to us. Just be glad we haven’t occupied your damn territory and have managed to find a way to make your already unbearable existence even fucking worse.
Is that little girl a monopod? Is she named Ilene? Does she stump fuck her brother for biscuits?
Banner pic: that one legged bitch is about to timber like a mother fucker.
You know who want to eat thoes kids?
<=== That guy.
Jeesuz I can’t type for shit.
If those little fuckers came up to me asking for some more coin, I’d beat ‘em like a couple of cheep congas.
Why can’t our Indian brethren be like the rest of the world and just smile at us as they shout “Chicklet” at the top of their lungs?
Danny Boyle: Is it my fault your Dad’s sperm decalred Jihad on your Mother’s ovaries?
Waht can brown do for me?
Answer my customer service calls.
Make my soccer balls.
Stitch up a mean fucking Nike.
Drown on a Monsoon.
Fag up the place.
Fuck them! Look at the top of that picture, that’s a fucking Sham-Wow if I ever saw one.
Well, at least we can sleep tonight knowing that none of these kids are going to smelt down their oscars next week.
They should have payed them in deodorant and fly repellent.
True Chod, you know Cash 4 Gold would have been knockin on those maggot’s cardbord door right the fuck away.
I mean, if you think about it, we can’t really trust these Indian kids with money in the first place. It’s like a homeless guy who asks for a dollar: you think that you’re helping him purchase a warm cup of soup, come to find out he’s taking a giant shit in his cowboy hat and wiping with your bill.
That’s right: Indian kids with money = homeless dude shitting into a cowboy hat. Did I stutter?
I traded in my cash for gold.
*i_i* [blinging sad face]
They were going to ask for the same compensation as Mickey Rourke, but those little dogs are so gamey it’s hardly worth the effort of grilling them.
Kids, there are landmines in Iraq that need detonatin’, and America needs volunteers like YOU.
If I was a rich Indian kid, I’d buy a whole bunch of those red dots and use them to hide my acne.
@chode: That’s right: Indian kids with money = homeless dude shitting into a cowboy hat. Did I stutter?
Close your eyes and I defy you to tell the difference.
Little girl, “What the fuck you mean the yayo is gone!?”
Little dude, Good thing that bitch only gots one leg or I’d be fucked
If there’s one thing I’ve learned from Mickey Rourke, it’s that sometimes all you have is your slumdog.
They should have paid them in curryency.
Banner pic: “Yo, the Bunsen Burner went out! This meth batch is donna’ be FUCKED!”
You know those little fucks don’t wipe their ass.
Donna’s father: “Well, where is my daughter?”
Chodin: “Donna be FUCKED!”
The girl could have made more if she’d gone DVDA.
On the contrary Crappy, I think that’s where her other foot is.
Fuck these kids, they have plenty of money. I was on Rodeo drive the other day when Rubina Ali and Azharuddin Ismail pulled up in a Lexus. I knew they were loaded because when they popped the trunk they had like nine snake charming baskets with about eleven cobras back there.
No shit adinos, that little shit could make a fortune on India’s Got Talent.
Haji Nobaji: Well little girl, what is your talent?
Rubina: I can stick my foot up my own ass.
HN: Well, lets see it!
Danny Boyle: Get paid? Why don’t you two little fucks take a magic carpet ride off my fucking set.
Rubina Ali: “Mr. Danny Boyle, my father want me to speak to you about unfair money you not pay.”
Danny Boyle: “Rubina, I set you up a fund.”
Rubina Ali: “A fund!? What kind of fund you speak?”
Danny Boyle: “Trust me.”
Danny Boyle: You want WHAT now? Well, how about I kill this fucking cow on your See-n-Say, huh? Oh, what’s that Mr.Cow?[imitating See-n-Say] The cow says “Noooooooo!”
Azahruddin’s father was not aware that nildor was his friend and he shouldn’t neglect him.
I’ve convinced myself that there doesn’t even exist any other type of currency other than the American dollar. You might as well tell me “I’m going too £1,700 you in your £1,700 so £1,700-ing hard, that it drips £1,700 all over your £1,700 hole” than try to pay me in foreign dollar.
Danny Boyle made them slumdog hundred-aires, they should be thankful
Both of those kids are imposters anyway. Neither one of them are wearing any feathers.
the reason she can’t work in the nike factory is cus someone with just one foot cant appreciate a good pair of shoes
“I need food, I’m starving.”
“I would like shelter.”
“I need medicine or I’ll die.”
Fucking BITCH BITCH BITCH!!!
Banner pic:
Underage-amputee-shadow-upskirt. Dreams can come true.
Danny Boyle: Maybe I would pay you if you had easier names to pronounce.
Maybe they woulda been paid if they hadn’t been such prima donnas, hurling tirades at the DP and demanding the choicest cuts of boiled rat.
For a point of reference, 600 million Indians live on less than 2 bucks a day, 300 million on 1. So, the average fox exec probably spends more money on coke and trannies in a day than these kids will earn from the movie. : /
So what you’re saying ichorii, is that my bangbros account costs me ten, 600-million Indian days, a month?
Let’s be fair, Indian domestic servants are balling. I seen one had 24 inch rims on his magic carpet. Dude was making it rain rupees at the club and getting mad belly dances, son.
Jesus. Just because we took all of their land and gave them germ-ridden blankets, these Indians are all pissed off. Boo-Hoo, you arrow shooting dicks. Maybe lay off the fire water and you’d get paid more. Wait, what?
Danny Boyle: Listen, I *wish* I can pay you that money. Honestly, I do. Hey, maybe you can rub one of those magic lamps and get a Genie to grant that wish. Then we’d ALL be happy.
It’s all good. All those kids need to do is survive until they’re 18 and they’ll be good to go. I don’t see what the big deal is.
That little girl should earn her money the old-fashioned way, by having somebody pay for her audition tape to “So You Think You Can Dance?”
I’m still pissed I wasn’t paid for my appearance on Dateline.
Why 18? Have you never seen “Born Into Brothels?” These lazy bastards could be earning prostitute money. One BJ equals rice for a week.
Is “Born Into Brothels” a Bangbus or Milfhunter video?
I’ve seen how acting careers like this go. The next time these two end up in a film will be an uncredited role of “Persons #21 and #47 in mass-grave”
“On-set rotting garbage smell provided by Rubina Ali and Azharuddin Ismail.”
Rubina Ali got me punched by some shaky old dude.
..he now sleeps under a sheet of plastic tarpaulin with his father…
Why don’t they just sleep in a Tauntaun? Dumbfucks.
I’m just happy to read that the glass ceiling extends all the way to Indian slums.
No way that little girl could make it on Who Wants To Be a Millionaire. She wouldn’t even get past the first question. Just look at her; she’s already stumped. Little dumbfuck…
“And I thought India smelled bad…(breathe…breathe) on the outside.”
Aaaand why don’t they just pawn the Taj Mahal?
“The IPL (Indian Premier League) is predicted to bring the BCCI (Board of Control for Cricket in India) income of approximately US$1 billion, over a period of five to ten years. All of these revenues are directed to a central pool, 40% of which will go to IPL itself, 54% to franchisees and 6% as prize money. The money will be distributed in these proportions until 2017, after which the share of IPL will be 50%, franchisees 45% and prize money 5%”
Translation: Fuck you, slumdogs. Play sport or die the fuck off.
The good news is, a “Zombie Slumdog Mallcop” parody can’t be too far away!
The more I look at the pic, I’m sure the one on the right is mexican
Why not just implant one with 8 embryo’s and put them on Oprah? Isn’t that the American way?
Geez, these Hindus are always asking for hand-outs…
but what do you expect from a people who worship someone with 8 hands?
What no one realizes is that the cast held up production by insisting they not start work until 7:11 on the dot.