Mitch Albom's For One More Day

Not the best movie, but I don't think it pretends to be.

Michael Imperioli showed range as the lead character. It was good to see him as something other than a criminal/cop.

Ellen Burstyn was graceful and elegant in her "effortless" portrayal of Michael's mother (I say effortless because she makes if look so easy, not that it is).

My biggest problem with the movie came from what seemed to be gratuitous cuts to different time lines. To me it made the movie painfully choppy. The story/plot is not a complicated one, but the editing became increasingly irritating as the movie went on. For One More Day loosely reminds me of another movie that doesn't apologize for its sentimentality and uses of flashbacks to reveal its story, The Notebook. However, The Notebook makes effective use of flashbacks and knew where to draw the line.

I lost my father recently, and speak to my mother regularly. This is the kind of movie that reminds us how precious the little time we all have is, and how more valuable time with our family is. Cherish the moments before they're gone.

I must say that I feel as if I got taken. I mean, this movie has to rank as one of the most disappointing films I've ever endured. I did rate the movie with 2 points for Imperioli and Burstyn, but that's all I could muster, all it deserved at best. It just goes to show how far Oprah's name goes. I associate Winfrey with quality. That is why I must ask this; Did Oprah actually see this thing. I think not for if she had, it would not have been released. Certainly not have had her name put right out front with "top billing." Hard even to describe, when I feel cheated out of at least two hours waiting for something to develop. Oh well, I blame myself for not turning it off sooner.

I really honestly do NOT like any sport that uses a ball. I am the consummate anti-sports fan.

But this story lacked any central plot - character development was lacking -- and starkly, no music, to enhance viewing. It was bare naked, and quite ugly, imho. There was NO chemistry between the characters at all.

A lot of "time switching" present to past to? and it was a little hard to follow where I was at, at any moment in the movie....

They seem to go through the motions, but it did NOT dispel my disbelief.

Based on what I saw, I will NOT read the book. Besides not liking sports, this just didn't do anything for me. When I keep looking at the clock figuring out how much time is left, oh yeah, this isn't going to be good.

Very disappointing, considering his other two novels/movies were very good: "Tuesdays with Morrie" and "The Five People You Meet when you get to Heaven" I usually do things bass ackwards -- I see the movie first, THEN I invest the time to read the book. Pass. This one really vacuumed!

For the Mitch Albom's fans it is perfect gift. The pieces of novel are present in the correct order. The feeling is same-delicate, nostalgic and warm.Michael Imperioli is the good choice. Eleen Burstyn is the perfect provocation. And the movie is the skin of last reading. Only problem, same in that cases, is the expectation. Is it only a adaptation? Is it another soup for soul? It is a madlene for deep fillings and start for different relation with parents? Is it a beautiful story about a son and his mother and picture of usually motivational literature? Is it occasion to discover another Imperioli, behind the crumbs of Soprano? Is it only a movie for rainy afternoon? No, I suppose. It is invitation to define the relation with past. Personal past. And a lesson about the delicate form to create air of a story. For people of spectacular and fake appearances.