It's a shame that somehow the entire film industry can't seem to come up with a decent script to put actors like Oldman and Seyfried in, and that dreck like this is what gets made instead. So many hundreds of thousands of writers in this world and they decide to go with this. Then they have the audacity to complain that they can't find any good original material. Films like this are why I pray Hollywood goes extinct.
Director Catherine Hardwicke follows up TWILIGHT with this updated take on the classic tale of Little Red Riding Hood. Shares some similarities with Hardwicke's more popular feature, but it's stronger and more assured, and surprisingly well designed. The story is still uneven and occasionally awkward, but the evocative fairy tale feel is a nice touch.
Red Riding Hood lied - this is hardly worthy of the fairy tale, heavy on grim, lousy with fairy-mess. Oldman showed up, cashed check, drank a lot in his trailer before the burden of Hardwickes' inept direction and shoddy script leaves even the guy on the ladder changing the bulbs a quiver. Ouch. This stinks.
The minute I saw Peter I made a bet with my friend that he'd eventually appear shirtless. Up until the end I thought I was going to lose, but I won myself 50 cents. Got to say that the whole "Little Red Riding Hood goes bad" feeling was a little too much (kind of trashy, actually). I recommend it if you like Twilight. Not of my taste, though.
While I was hoping to be able to interpret this film as a work in itself, i.e. without comparing it to other films, it was quite impossible. I feel this film is made with little girls as the prime intent, noting how two boys fighting for one girl is very reminiscent of the "Twilight" series. The script was muddled, filled with characters who I didn't care about. All in all: avoid, even if you're hung-over.