"Outsourced" is a sweetly acted and neatly executed social comedy. An American named Todd Anderson (Josh Hamilton) works at a company that sells American kitsch (ceramic bald eagles, hot dog toasters, stuff like that). His boss fires Todd's co-workers and ships him to India to train the men and women who'll work the phones at a call center for considerably less money ($11,000 a year).
The director, John Jeffcoat, and his co-writer, George Wing, come up with the expected culture chafing - Todd's name is pronounced "Toad," he's told it's offensive to dine with his left hand, and something he eats doesn't sit right with him. But these encounters aren't fraught with resentments, political ill will, or anthropology. The Indians are regular folks who like being employed, and if they're going to become better enunciators of English by, say, reciting dialogue from American movies, Todd had better learn a thing or two about the country he's living in: He tries to dance like the Bollywood superstar Salman Khan.
