About Time (#140)
I love every ingredient in this movie: I adore everything Richard Curtis has done (so I was committed to seeing this in theaters to give my $12 vote for his next movie to be funded); I’ve long said that Domhnall Gleeson is brilliant and I wanted him to have a wide career; I would be Bill Nighy’s concubine if he asked; Rachel McAdams is a goddess; I love London; I love Richard Curtis’s perspective on love. And yet, even with all of these beautiful things, all of which were beautifully done, I was disappointed. The movie gets off to a rushing, scrambled start that was unnecessary, and loses momentum for segments of the first act before finding a true heart at the end (it made me cry). As I knew it would be, it’s more of a father-child movie than a love-story, and it’s in these moments that the story really glows, even with the absence of real conflict. I will perhaps see this again, but it failed to live up to the amazing expectations and hope I had following Love Actually, Pirate Radio, and Four Weddings and a Funeral. But what could? Mainly, though, I’m really glad to see that Domhnall can carry a movie so effectively and I do, as always, look forward to seeing him in many more things hopefully!