If you've read a couple of my reviews, you can see that I usually have a built-in
out. If I've watched something that I really enjoyed, you'll find that I'll mention something that'll explain why
it might just be me. Very rarely, will I just flat out say (at least,
seriously say),
this movie is great. Drive [
review] and
The Fighter [
review] are two examples that jump out at me. Otherwise, I try to temper my enthusiasm, so as not to look like a (gigantic) ass. I know,
bitch move.
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| You'd never guess that this is a piece of science fiction, huh? |
What's the point? Well, Tuesday night the wife and I settled in to watch 2010's
Never Let Me Go. She was tired but I insisted that despite not knowing what it was about, that
this is going to be good. Real good. My proof? Well, a friend of mine, known around here as Haspe (Hass-pee), totally and unflinchingly vouched for it. Who gives a shit? Hold on. This guy damn near hates
everything. His film standards are absurdly high. What makes this even more odd, is that he was a guy I saw everything with as a kid.
Everything. I mean, we saw
Double Dragon theatrically. Hmm. Maybe that's part of it.
Anyway, I was completely underwhelmed by this movie. Sure, my inflated expectations had something to do with it, but I just couldn't believe
this was the movie he vouched for. Really? It's so quiet, so slow - how could this stand out so much? I texted him about it, and he said this in regard to my
what the f--k, man? Haspe: Love. Love lost. Love cut short by circumstance.
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| This is a great scene. |
And that was enough for me. Because it reminded me of why I love film so much in the first place. Often it's created for the largest of audiences, but each speaks to us in a different way. Sometimes, a flick comes along and simply
grabs you. And when it does, it could be for a number of reasons. Maybe it reminds you of someone you have or even someone you've lost. Maybe it just made you
feel better. And maybe, you don't even know why - you just can't help it. I mean, I liked
The Lorax [
review] simply because we
finished it. And on any given day - these are all good reasons.
Who gives a damn if someone else disagrees? We love what we love.
UPDATE: Well, thirteen hours have passed since I initially posted and I suppose I'll finish this review. The more I think about the film, the more I'm flip-flopping on my opinion of it. It's starting to get
better. It's still very quiet, very slow, but the performances are resonating. Each of the three leads really deliver. I think it's easier to like Mulligan's performance because her character is so sweet and kind, but I'm going to go with Knightley's. She does the
most-horrible-bitch-alive role quite well and her um, completion is pretty brutal.
On that note, here are the
Yays and
Boos,
better late than never.
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| Now here I thought we were in for some craziness. |
Yaaay!
- Ms. Lucy's speech was pretty fantastic.
- The idea that your art and poetry prove your love is very cool. But the real reason is a little more, um, serious.
- I appreciate the how-to on looking at an adult magazine. Informative stuff, thank you.
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| It's not only his spider-sense that's tingling. |
Booooo!
- More conflict, please.
- Ruth, you bitch.
- Extra years if you're in love! Yay! Oh, wait.
- I swore that older guy was Ron Weasley. Damn you, diminishing eyesight.
- That I didn't cry at the end. I guess I'm soulless.
Wow. You made it to the end. I owe you a dollar. Or a hug. I'm not sure. I've rambled endlessly, and basically taken both sides. Oh, and I barely discussed the
actual movie. Just remember how much this cost you and you'll feel better. I know I do.
