Every now and then a rom-com comes along that you just have to surrender yourself to and let it play with your emotions. Sharrock is well aware her film isn't grand drama but date night entertainment...that delivers in spades. Emilia Clarke is just so enchanting here that she compensates for any missteps along the way. There are many rom-coms that are just disposable, forgettable blinks...this isn't one of them.
I'm so mad at this movie! I wanted to see this stupid, bad film and cry a lot of womanly tears everytime there was a romantically-charged moment with sweeping orchestrals. Instead, Ed Sheeran started playing really loudly and obnoxiously, like, every 5 minutes. The film was essentially a giant trailer. You don't go in expecting much, but Jesus H. Christ, it's not difficult to match basic The Notebook-ness. smh
Se cinquanta sfumature di Grigio era la perversione della perversione, che quindi faceva il giro e diventava puritana, questo è la perversione del dolore che fa il giro e diventa una roba ridicola. Il film è il caso letterario costruito con la spocchia per far piangere e nient'altro sotto. Se ci riesce non è tanto merito della pellicola, quanto il fatto di dover raccontare una realtà tanto triste.
God I really want to like this movie because I love the book. It has a fair amount of romance but the main focus is about life and the choices we make. It also handles a sensitive issue quite well. And yet the movie only made me frustrated. The story is there, and it has potential to be exciting and heartbreaking at the same time. But the execution made it kinda dull and seemed try too hard to be a tearjerker.
Saw it on a short-distance flight... between a nap and another nap and another nap. Did I loose the point when I felt asleep? Boredom is the side effect of every kind of cheap rhetoric. No way it can move any genuine empathy. Gosh, go back to your dragons!