Okay, I was warned. The reviews here in general aren't good, perhaps because of Hathaway's dubious Yorkshire accent, I don't know, but I did know it's not very well-loved here. That's why it's taken me such a long time to go see it in the cinema, coz I was actually waiting for the DVD to come out, haha!
Well, I went finally, thinking it would be a tear-jerker; I even had some tissues ready in my hand! And then I was completely dry-eyed throughout the whole film. Mind you, I'm notorious for shedding tears easily, so... that explains my disappointment, kind of. I wasn't touched at all. Okay, I did read the book before seeing the film, so I know perfectly what's gonna happen and all that, but if a film is truly touching, you are still touched even if you've seen it a dozen times, no? Somehow I think all the events are a bit rushed - but then, like I noted in my review of Jane Eyre, I'm perfectly aware that this is the constraint of a film. How about this - I don't see anything touching at all in the film. I've read in quite a few places that some women are particularly touched because they're reminded of how we should treasure the ones we have around us when we can, coz we don't know when we would lose them - and my question is, is this what the book or the film is about? Me as a reader and a viewer certainly don't think so. Of course we all read differently, but neither the book nor the film gives me that impression. I wasn't particularly impressed by the book, but I have to say the film's even more disappointing!
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