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December 25, 2007



you managed to slate the film without even mentioning its true, staggering, eyewatering, shocking nadir -- the scene in Milwaukee.


berated might be too strong of a word...but i might also point out that the emma thompson story arc was none-too-happy-or-neat either. that said, more often than not i do find the movie to be unbelievably bad. with the exception of colin firth. ha!

weirdly, though: i'll admit that sometimes i really get into parts of it. even against my better judgment.


Let us not forget President 'Sling Blade', played as a Clintonian rake/Bullying Bushite.
Swipe at US? yea, just a little.


But if they wanted to take swipes vs the US, they could have done it a lot better than that. I mean, if they had anything to say, they should have said it, not had Hugh Grant talk a load of codswallop about Harry Potter. that failure of nerve or coherence at a point when it seemed to be pretending to say sth was one of the film's flaws (though a minor one, in context).

I agree with KS that it's watchable in some ways, at some times - that's part of what's odd about it: some dismal pictures are unwatchable. I also agree that Thompson's character carries some a rare burden of real pathos - the scene where she stands on her own and contemplates the collapse of her marriage before putting on a brave face is practically the most serious in the film. Though to lose Rickman ought to be a blessing.

I also agree with KS about the virtues of Laura Linney, but she's worth more than this movie - it's no You Can Count On Me or Squid & the Whale. I just wish she had got to go all the way with her really quite presentable crush in this picture, I think she deserved it and they would have been the most agreeable couple in the show by far.


But isn't that what films are all about? Tying things up into a mostly neat bundle so we can remain hopeful that our lives will end the same way?


ok, so let me clarify something: i voluntarily watched this film. more than once. (though the second time we -- various family members and i -- didn't get all the way through, as there was an xmas prime rib to wolf down.) the film is easy on the eyes (esp Colin Firth -- i'll grant you that, KS). it's full of hope and optimism. we all need that, sure.

also: i don't hate love.

that said, i just found the filmic unfolding of love's potential so disappointing here. my critique is stronger than it perhaps should be, but it's because it *had* potential, and dropped the proverbial ball.



good lord.


In the interests of good taste and human decency, that cannot be allowed to stand as the last word on this thread.

kelly in SF

The first time I saw this movie I had just returned from a disastrous and ill-fated attempt to move my entire life to a foreign country to live with my European boyfriend. Thus, when I watched Colin Firth 'become an instant polyglot' (beautifully-stated, btb) I was infuriated and offended, because I had just found out for myself-- painfully-- that it's NOT a simple thing to move to a foreign country and learn the language, regardless of whether or not you are in love.

I ranted at length to anyone who would listen about how much I hated the film.

However. As the years have passed (and my broken heart mended) and I've caught pieces of the movie on tv, I find that I've grown quite fond of it-- totally against my better judgment. I guess I'm able to overlook the preposterous bits of the movie and suspend my belief, in the hope that I could maybe, someday, find myself in one of those romances that DO work.

sharon heater

I enjoyed and was quite entertained by this movie. The really moving scenes are the "real" airport greetings in the title and credits. I wont mind if my Great-grand kids look on it as a classic of it's time. I think some of us yanks don't care for the brit-centric style.

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