In Wedding Crashers, actress Naureen Zaim plays the credulous babe on the other end of this exchange:
Hindu woman: French Foreign Legion?
John Beckwith: Yeah, we lost a lot of good men out there. [Link]
She soon falls into bed, bouncy and topless, with Owen Wilson. Like Yasmeen Ghauri and Rhona Mitra, she’s part desi, part white:
I am originally from Chicago. I am half Pakistani, and 1/4 Irish, and 1/4 German. [Link]
She has an advanced degree in glass blowing, like mine in home ec and underwater basket weaving:
I blew glass at University of Illinois, and actually received a degree in it. [Link]
After teaching the The Republic by Plato at an Ivy League university, she shoots a TV show: model boxing.
Also from Wedding Crashers, actor Neil Patil’s resume shows Hollywood offers desis lots of ground-breaking, non-stereotypical roles without accents:
- Terrorist
- Cabbie
- Limo driver
- Valet
- Indian wedding groom
- Exchange student
- Waiter
So here we’ve got Hollywood’s gender-specific treatment of desis neatly encapsulated in a single movie. Desi women are cast as random babes, men as servants and terrorists. It’s tribal: kill the men, fuck the women. About the only role I remember where the desi guy was neither mocked nor feared was Kal Penn’s in the little-seen A Lot Like Love.




