As I've grown older and have watched thousands of films, I find the need...no, the desire to give some films a break. Not everything is Bergman or Kubrick. So, while Love Actually and Jerry Maguire don't reach the depths of smart cinema, I've come to enjoy them for what they are, movies that can make you feel. Then there are films like 5 to 7 which are such an affront to the taste and craft of making a "feel something" movie that it's hard to navigate around a violent reaction to them.
What kind of rubbish is this? As the characters move into the story, I find myself actually becoming less interested in them as we go along. Dialogue that would be, at best, stilted coming out of the most accomplished Shakespearean actors sounds like my child's second grade performance of Hansel and Gretel coming out of these performers. Another reviewer complained about an over abundance of cliché. But that is wrong....the dialogue and set-ups here aspire to cliché, without ever actually achieving anything that might be so boring, but well understood. Yes, we get it, the male lead is young....24. So, can't he at least speak like a 24 year old instead of a pubescent teen? I could go on and on and on, but I've already wasted enough of my lifetime with this. Has Nighthawks ever even been at the Guggenheim?
What kind of rubbish is this? As the characters move into the story, I find myself actually becoming less interested in them as we go along. Dialogue that would be, at best, stilted coming out of the most accomplished Shakespearean actors sounds like my child's second grade performance of Hansel and Gretel coming out of these performers. Another reviewer complained about an over abundance of cliché. But that is wrong....the dialogue and set-ups here aspire to cliché, without ever actually achieving anything that might be so boring, but well understood. Yes, we get it, the male lead is young....24. So, can't he at least speak like a 24 year old instead of a pubescent teen? I could go on and on and on, but I've already wasted enough of my lifetime with this. Has Nighthawks ever even been at the Guggenheim?