Showing posts with label The Last Song. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Last Song. Show all posts

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Week #4 in summary...! Miley Cyrus isn't my favourite person at the moment...

This has been a mixed bag week with no particular stand outs. But there was one film which kinda stood out...in a bad way. Find out which one it was, and the other films I watched this week, here:

  • Sex and the City: The Movie (2008) The big screen version of the small screen phenomenon. And the Godmother of Chick Flicks. This is a film for the ladies. Stay tune for the review of the second film (did. we. really. need. one?) in the future. 6/10

  • Green Zone (2010) One of my rare unreviewable movies...I can't say I was captivated by this guns ablazing Iraq tale starring Matt Damon. 4/10

  • Nanny McPhee and the Big Bang (2010) The most charming family film, just not as magical as the first installment. But oh, the loveliness of Maggie Gyllenhaal. 6/10

  • The Last Song (2010) One of the worst movies I have ever seen. Mainly because it has two of my most hated things in there: Miley Cyrus and it's a Nicholas Sparks adaption. If Greg Kinnear wasn't in there I probably wouldn't have survived. 2/10

  • The Bounty Hunter (2010) Jennifer Aniston and Gerard Butler...actors on a downward spiral. They seemed to prove that in this movie there is no way they are going to reach the top ever again. 4/10

  • Inglourious Basterds (2009) Probably the only truely great movie I have watched all week. And that was a rewatch. I forgot how much I loved Quentin Tarantino as I have been distracted by Christopher Nolan. 10/10

  • The Notebook (2004) The most romantic of all movies. I don't particularly like romantic movies. This is my first and probably only conversational review, too...

I know what the worst movie is...The Last Song. However, I'd say Inglourious Basterds is my best movie of the week, but if we weren't talking rewatches, then it would have to be Nanny McPhee and the Big Bang.

Highlight of the week: Figuring out what I was going to do for my birthday...go see Inception again! And also waitressing (or eating all the food) at the local Ladies Night.

Lowlight of the week: School. Over it.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

The Last Song

There are movies which I can take one look at and instantly know it's going to be bad (years of training...even I admit it's creepy that I can take one look at a movie and know if it's going to be good or not). I knew The Last Song was going to be pretty bad. So why would I possibly want to watch it? To keep myself from becoming a film snob, I watch the bad movies, mainly for their entertainment factor. But The Last Song is by far one of the stupidest movies I have ever seen. Not stupid as in the bad kind of stupid. Stupid as in the brainless kind of stupid.
Ronnie (Miley Cyrus) is a teenager who is shipped off to live with her father (Greg Kinnear) for the summer. She hasn't seem him in a while, and he is desperate to fix their broken relationship. But Ronnie doesn't seem interested in doing that. However, she does meet a guy, Will (Liam Hemsworth, Cyrus's real life boyfriend), who she instantly falls in love with. With everything going right, something is bound to go wrong soon.
Okay, I'm not a huge Miley Cyrus fan so of course I wasn't going to like this movie. But she, surprisingly, wasn't the worst thing about this movie. Sure, she was totally miscast in the role of a rebel, and seemed to walk around this movie with a pouty and grumpy face, not doing much. However, the biggest crime this film commits is the fact that Greg Kinnear is in it. I love Greg Kinnear. To me, he is a lot like Aaron Eckhart: an underrated actor who absolutely shone in a really big movie (Eckhart-The Dark Knight, Kinnear-Little Miss Sunshine), but has gone by unnoticed, and continues to star in movies way beneath his talents. The Last Song underutilised Kinnear in every possible way. He was fantastic in the role of the father, and singlehandedly lifted this movie to the point where it was actually worth watching.
I will admit that I found myself enjoying parts of this movie. Parts which were too few and very far between. I'm sure it really meant well, because it does have some very good points. But I have seen this storyline so many times before. At the end, I couldn't cry. I was just glad it was over. The fact that it is a Nicholas Sparks adaption makes it even worse. I have vowed to never, ever, in my life, even look at a Nicholas Sparks novel. Because it's bad enough watching his adaptions like The Last Song, The Notebook and Nights in Rodanthe. Way too romantic even for my standards.

What I'd like to say is this: it's not a must avoid. There will be some people who will totally eat this up. I'm just not one of those people.
2/10

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