01 January 2008

After Christmas Movie Rush

Because why not?

First up, Thursday afternoon: P.S. I Love You with Karli and Lindi. I fully expected to dislike this film, as romantic comedies are usually not my thing and in the last weeks of December I admit I was in an especially militant mood when it came to anything pertaining to or alluding to love in general. I actually really loved this story. Some readers (you know who you are) will be pleased when I say that it inspired me to resolve that I will be "more open" when it comes to possibility...and that's all I have to say about that. Also, I think I need a trip to Ireland pronto.



P.S. There's just something about that Jeffrey Dean Morgan.


Thursday night, late: Atonement with Stephanie. We snuck out of Pirates 3 at Dan & Sarah's (despite Johnny Depp's perfect nose - really, I've decided I think he has a near perfect nose) and had high hopes for this so-called "epic romance." It has been praised up and down in noteworthy publications and I've heard it described as similar in tone to The English Patient or "one of the greatest love stories of our time." Hmmm. I respectfully disagree.



The acting was great (I adore James McAvoy more and more), the cinematography was spectacular...but the story? This is a "great" adaptation of a "great" novel? Really? I found the story full of holes, not well told, predictable, contrived. And I warn all sensitive souls now: there is a bit of vulgarity in the beginning essential to the plot which shocked even me and tainted everything that came after.

2 comments:

Nicole said...

PS I love you here I come! You are my most favorite movie critic and I always love reading your thoughts. Too bad we weren't able to spot Jeffrey Dean Morgan at the premier, another time I'm sure :)

Unknown said...

E, I love that you disliked Atonement :)

I almost went to p.s. I love you a second time so that I could spend new years eve with gerry. Be still my beating heart, I love him.

Bridget and I just watched a movie with him you might enjoy called Dear Frankie...