And although I'd heard very mixed reviews from both interweb friends and the press, I thought that Audrey Niffeneger should be really quite pleased at the way her concept and her words had been interpreted from page to screen. It's probably not the easiest of stories to get across and I thought it had been presented perfectly. Of course because I knew the book so well, I kept noticing the parts that had been left out or the slight embellishment of others but forgave them as they were actually inconsequential and would have confused matters more probably.
The only thing I wasn't keen on was Eric Bana in the lead as Henry. He just wasn't 'my Henry'. The Henry in my head had a chin and this pale facsimile of My Henry sported early George Michael stubble all over his excuse for a chin the entire way through. (There's a time an a place for early GM stubble and that's way back in the 80's somewhere.)
Rachel McAdams was perfect. She was far and above the Clare of my mind and her acting was superb. She carried the story - which was what Clare did for Henry in hindsight so maybe Eric had acted-his-chin-off after all.
The girl/s playing Alba were spot on and the highlight of the film for me was the dis/appearing in the rooom with Gomez present - which was delicious.
Not the slightest bit disappointed - nowhere near as much as I was during/following 'Twilight'.
2 comments:
Agree with you completely mum. :)
It was much better than Twilight turned out. x
Thank you, baby x
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