Friday, November 18, 2011

Remember Me

IMDb's link

Remember me. Or not. Probably not.

The tone is set in the first shot: you see the twin towers in the distance. Then a mother gets shot.
If you thought that was depressing, well... you'd be wrong, because it gets worse after that...
Funerals, terrorist talks, daddy issues, mommy issues, brother issues... Of course, there's the obligatory smart-ass roommate, to provide comic relief in a film that needs it desperately. Unfortunately, the so-called humor isn't funny, so that doesn't leave much outside of this 2-hour-long weep fest. Well, not weep. But melodramatic drivel. With a main character who broods a lot. He's a brooder. There's brooding involved.

It's interesting to see Brosnan as an asshole. The dude's still got style, though. But the main character is always smoking. Because in American fims the way to show the audience that a character is depressed is by having him smoke. And it looks like his eyebrows could give Colin Farrell's a run for their money. And what's with the messy rockabilly hairdo? Get a hair cut!

And it's nice to see De Ravin, who's the quintessence of "super cute," without a rifle in her hands, obsessing about her little Aaron.

Anyway, I couldn't believe how freaking long that film was. By the 45th minute, I thought that surely it would be almost over, but no: it wet on for another 95 minutes! Come on! Chop-chop: we get it. Life sucks, you're in love.

I have to say, even though I should have, I didn't see the end coming. Maybe because I was numb by boredom, but really... it's set in New York. In 2001. How obvious is it? But in any case, I think it was 11 minutes too long, that final voice over was completely redundant and unnecessary and took away from the 'surprise.' But it's Hollywood, what can you do? At least no one ends up pregnant clutching their bellies in a way to show the audience that there is a new life coming. And I'm surprised about that.

By the way, has anyone ever seen Chris Cooper smile? Anyone? Ever? Krazee Kris Kooper!

So, did I like it? No. But I didn't hate it, even though I was bored most of the time. I guess I'm a glutton for punishment. Would I ever watch it again? Are you nuts? We don't even see De Ravin nude, so what's the point? (Ooooh, that was sexist!)

PS: Wait... They're Irish but put stones on headstones? Jewish-Irish? A lot of them out there. Yeah. IRA: Israeli Republican Army.

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