I hate to criticize someone's favorite film. I really do, but this movie was just bad.
While I agree whole heartedly with Susie-4's assessment, she left out one glaring problem I had with the film. The idea that a pregnant woman can't figure out that she's three months pregnant without a doctor telling her that she is. Especially when she already believed that she was. And then at the end, when she's sitting at the concert in her tightly belted, tiny waisted dress and she feels the baby kick...
Of course, I had long ago given up on this movie, was feeling sorry for the actors for having to spout the over written dialog, and wondering how someone got paid for writing it. All I could think was "people don't talk like this", "people don't act like this" and "what's he/she getting mad about?". If I were not a victim of insomnia, I'd wouldn't have made it through fifteen minutes.
While I agree whole heartedly with Susie-4's assessment, she left out one glaring problem I had with the film. The idea that a pregnant woman can't figure out that she's three months pregnant without a doctor telling her that she is. Especially when she already believed that she was. And then at the end, when she's sitting at the concert in her tightly belted, tiny waisted dress and she feels the baby kick...
Of course, I had long ago given up on this movie, was feeling sorry for the actors for having to spout the over written dialog, and wondering how someone got paid for writing it. All I could think was "people don't talk like this", "people don't act like this" and "what's he/she getting mad about?". If I were not a victim of insomnia, I'd wouldn't have made it through fifteen minutes.