Stylistically this movie is fine. Great acting, good character development, technically well done. In fact I found myself becoming truly invested in the plot to the point I was shouting at the screen when the characters did something dumb. That's the problem here, the premise is, well, dumb. It's the twenty-first century, no one buys immaculate conception and when postmortem sperm collection is eliminated the only thing left is obvious. I won't reveal the father but when he first appeared in the movie I remember suggesting him as the candidate to my wife. That and Melissa's unexplained blackouts.
So, after I watched the film and thought about it dispassionately I was left with the following questions:
1. Why didn't she see a doctor about her blackouts? 2. When she became pregnant why did she go to a spiritualist instead? 3. I know Ronnie had been her only lover but come on! How could she possibly think him the father? 4. Why didn't anyone think to perform a paternity test through amniocenteses? Ronnie's father was a doctor. Instead of suggesting it he instead paid for her rent and expenses.
So there you have it. I liked the film and would have watched it knowing these faults but would have been much more dispassionate. I don't know if that's a good thing. You judge.
So, after I watched the film and thought about it dispassionately I was left with the following questions:
1. Why didn't she see a doctor about her blackouts? 2. When she became pregnant why did she go to a spiritualist instead? 3. I know Ronnie had been her only lover but come on! How could she possibly think him the father? 4. Why didn't anyone think to perform a paternity test through amniocenteses? Ronnie's father was a doctor. Instead of suggesting it he instead paid for her rent and expenses.
So there you have it. I liked the film and would have watched it knowing these faults but would have been much more dispassionate. I don't know if that's a good thing. You judge.