By Rene Sance
“Any film based on a Nicholas Sparks novel and starring a preening Richard Gere pretty much guarantees a suckage stew. Hackneyed symbolism buttresses facile emotional development as storms crash, virtual strangers stroll hand-in-hand by the sea, and horses gallop by for no particular reason. Everyone finds redemption. Christopher Meloni and Scott Glenn appear, so someone must have been raped while chasing a Typhoon class submarine, but I missed that bit.”
3 responses so far ↓
vaquero // January 8, 2009 at 7:43 pm
General principles, particular principles, no principles, whatever. But get that gerbil out of there first. Poor creature needs some air.
ninahagen // January 8, 2009 at 8:08 pm
Lemmywinks! No!
Notyourmother // January 9, 2009 at 12:52 am
Are there any cans of vegetables in this one? Because if there are, and any of them share a poignant scene with Christopher Meloni, I’m out nine bucks. And a stick of butter. Unsalted, preferably.