Okay, can I just say that
this movie is the equivalent of
The Grapes of Wrath in terms of depression? It just keeps getting worse and worse as you go along! I mean, it starts with a young girl witnessing her own mother's murder at a subway stop. That's just awful! So, this movie goes along following these two main characters (played by
Robert Pattinson and
Emilie de Ravin) who are so dysfunctional because of these horrific tragedies that have occurred in their lives. She's got the murdered mom (and a father who hits her); he found his brother dead who had committed suicide by hanging himself. [And can I go on a tangent here and say these two start dating in the movie because of a bet, which is so cliché.
She's All That and
How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days already went there, and those films are
much more enjoyable.] Then there's the guy's father (played by
Pierce Brosnan) who can't cope with his eldest son's death, and so he ignores his two other children to protect himself from hurt; he is an absent father who thinks that paying the way for his children through life is enough of a parental gesture. The other child is a cute little girl (played by
Ruby Jerins) who is sort of socially awkward and is badly bullied by the "mean girls" at school. The audience has to watch her getting picked on, and sees this personal conflict reach its climax when the other girls cut her hair while she's sleeping at a sleepover. AND then Pattinson's character dies in the September 11th attacks. Woah.
Quite frankly, the only way this movie could have been sadder would have been if the little girl had been diagnosed with cancer at the end. This film has absolutely no redeeming qualities, and I'm not sure why anyone would want to watch it. I'm actually amazed I even sat through and finished the whole thing.
Now I need to watch some
Twilight and ONLY see Pattinson as
Edward Cullen.
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