I used to hear all kind of great comments from many friends about this movie, but I wasn't able to watch it; until yesterday. And I didn't like it that much. From the beginning, we know what's gonna happen so maybe that's why we get ready for the events creating a wall in our sentimental side that this movie, based in results, couldn't find an intelligent way to come across. Or at least with me, because in a personal appreciation, most part of the scenes are built in a shameless go-find-a-tear-soon structure that couldn't work on me. I don't buy the way the couple manage their inevitable fate; I mean, he's going to die and she's gonna be a single mother and I don't see any angriness, desperation or deep hearted sadness, states in which I sure would be if I were on any of their shoes. And if that was the intention of the film, then they failed because I couldn't picture myself in such situation. Keaton, an actor that I sure love is just OK in here, even though he never lead us into the soul of a dying-soon-to-be-father man. Kidman doesn´t play better in the film and she´s invisible as a presence, something you can´t afford if you are bounded to the main role; but I respect her only because she was in the last Kubrick's effort. Even so, the blame relies not only on the character's weakness but on the script, that has as much holes as the moon's surface.
My life is predictable rather than emotional; the chain of events and the way they act upon them is telling you what's coming next. I don't want to spoil anything, so I might just say that we move ahead faster than the movie in so many parts, that the thoughts left on me after every single move was "I knew it was going to happen this. And it's corny, real corny and manipulative". I'm aware that I'm not a person who cries over movies, but sure I've felt that heavy weight in the chest caused by an excellent, impelling drama, and I even was driven to tears with La lengua de las mariposas, so I don´t consider myself a tough son of b****, it's just that I don´t find -and I can't- any good reason to like this movie the way I've been told from movie goers that I admire as cinema critics.
My life it's not emotive, it's cheesy and corny.
My life is predictable rather than emotional; the chain of events and the way they act upon them is telling you what's coming next. I don't want to spoil anything, so I might just say that we move ahead faster than the movie in so many parts, that the thoughts left on me after every single move was "I knew it was going to happen this. And it's corny, real corny and manipulative". I'm aware that I'm not a person who cries over movies, but sure I've felt that heavy weight in the chest caused by an excellent, impelling drama, and I even was driven to tears with La lengua de las mariposas, so I don´t consider myself a tough son of b****, it's just that I don´t find -and I can't- any good reason to like this movie the way I've been told from movie goers that I admire as cinema critics.
My life it's not emotive, it's cheesy and corny.