Every movie we see #18: Winter’s Tale ends our Watch-anything-with-Colin Farrell-in-it policy
Movie #15: Blue Jasmine. Movie #16: Dallas Buyers Club. Movie #17: August Osage County.
This post has been updated as the Colin association made us too kind.
Oh, please. “Romantic” is not a synonym for “ludicrous”. This is a movie that tries to make everything “romantic”, including consumption (tuberculosis). Apparently consumption is a fever that makes the afflicted so hot, she has to sleep in a tent on the roof in the dead of winter to keep herself from combusting. She never coughs, though, cause that’s unattractive. Everyone has a miracle! Afterwards, they fly into the sky and turn into stars! Who buys this hooey? Oh right, 11-year-olds who dream of pink unicorns. Past 11, the sappy dimwit market. Marketing term: “Sensitive romantics”.
The lovely leads, Colin (Was it necessary to give him Three Stooges hair?) and Lady Sybil from Downton Abbey, work hard to evoke true love, but they get no help at all from the dumb script and prosaic direction of Akiva Goldsman. This is supposed to be an adaptation of Mark Helprin’s novel—really? If you’re going to make the audience believe in something so far-out, you need to bring the Spielberg, the Jackson, those guys. And does Russell Crowe intend to overact his way through the remaining decade of his career?
Beautiful horse, and the one magical moment was seeing Eva Marie Saint. Watch this movie with friends recovering from breakups. It’ll make them happy they broke up.
February 18th, 2014 at 10:58
I’m too heartbroken over this adaptation to even … I dunno.
But Colin Farrell, minus that ridiculous hairstyle and the whole script, was perfectly cast as Peter Lake. In my head. As I read the book.
February 19th, 2014 at 14:39
That’s one of the things the movies (even good ones) keep doing that bug me so much. Fever makes you shiver with chills even when it’s actually hot; it doesn’t make you hot and sweaty.