Which Brings Me to You

The bones are there, ready to be reaped of a ghost, yet the spectre is hazy.

I liked the plot. The chemistry was a little lacking, though the more poignant moments showed an abundance-so much so that I suspect some of the writing played a significant role in dampening the spark between the characters.

The characters as individuals and the way they related to each others shortcomings highlighted the best part of the movie. We all suffer the fear of rejection, of being unable and afraid of sharing our most horrendous selves, but the way they connected and sympathised inspires hope.

Ultimately, as a movie, a form of entertainment, it was, unfortunately, subpar. Still, I think it worth viewing.

In director Peter Hutchings' pretentious romance flick "Which Brings Me To You" Nat Wolff (terrific actor - wasted here) & Lucy Hale (meh) meet at a wedding where he defers having sex til after they've shared long, competitive accounts of their love-lives (only Keith Bunin knows why (or Steve Almond & Julianna Baggott on whose novel he based this screenplay on)). It gets tedious fast, and ends up dragging excrutiatingly - mainly due to the dislikeableness of the characters, particularly Hale's. Any appeal it could have would rely on maintaining interest in the two leads... who except to themselves (and apparently each other) are not interesting at all. A turd. Flush it away.

You know, I'm sharing my first ever review here because it felt a crime this movie didn't have any and it just hit me so hard.

Not sure, either, if others will relate as well but it just hit home so hard to a relationship of the greatest love I've had that fell through due to heavy past and then on it's way to being together despite it all because love can conquer all (if you choose it).

Kind of felt very relatable. A different take on a story told in so many times and in so many ways. It felt fresh, it felt so heartbreakingly true. I felt the character's pain as my own. I felt their hope of finding the right piece of broken to make a whole as my own.

I get that this review is not some critical acclaim but it struck a chord. If you are a fan of long, deep conversations with loved ones (or someone that could be one), give it a shot. It might suprise you and you can find some of your own pain (and hope) in it.

So this is a movie about a couple of walking red flags doing a whole bunch of red flagging and eventually winning a happy ending.

I hate it.

The supermarket musical score is as terrible as it is entirely fitting.

It wants to be a movie about redemption and learning from mistakes with a heartwarming there's-someone-for-everyone outcome but it isn't. What it is instead is an exercise in excusing terrible behaviour, a commitment deficit, emotional gaslighting and a complete lack of personal accountability.

None of the characters are likeable and are portrayed with a by-the-numbers cast. Overall I just hated that these people got a chance of happiness after being such terrible people for all of their adult lives.

Jane (Lucy Hale) and Will (Nat Wolff) are strangers and guests at a wedding. She almost has drunken sex with him before he stops her. They start to talk about their past relationships.

My initial superficial take is that Will needs to be hunkier. It would help especially since his character pulls so many beautiful women. After that initial thought, my next hot take is that this is trying to be Before Sunrise. Again, this would benefit from an Ethan Hawke like actor. The main difference is the many flashbacks. I both like them and have issues with them. I would like Will to have fewer women and concentrate on setting up the final reveal. Juliet should be his first 'girlfriend' story and then the last flashback should be a repeat of the same story with the truth revealed. At the end of the day, I really like the attempt even if it's not completely successful.