Good Life

There is nothing Greek about this movie. The actors, the crew, the location. It was terrible and fake. Someone watched Big Fat Greek Wedding, went to film school, and thought "how can I get paid to make a movie about Greeks?"

I was super excited when I started to watch, because I never heard about this movie, it has Greece in the title, and me, who lived in Greece for a dekade is always enjoying to watch anything related to Greece.. until I heard the "Greeks" speak broken greek, I couldn't understand why. Reading the name of the cast and understanding that no even one actor was greek broke my heart. Why? What was the purpose? It hurts people's ears.

Please, do not ever do anything similar to this. Story was ok to kill the time, I really enjoyed to watch little Caleb Payne (he was very good!), but that was pretty it.

Well, let's just get it out of the way: a small South African production, shot during the first (read "BIG") wave of Covid and on basically no budget. So the angry reviews about it not being my Big Fat Greek Wedding is perhaps missing that little gems doesn't always have Big Fat Budgets or South African actors that speak Greek......However, this indie movie has a lot of soul, touches your heart , makes you smile and even shed a tear. Olive's journey is utterly human and relatable; it transcends country or culture. The cast is great and the acting is gripping. You probably won't remember Good Life for the rest of your life, but it will sure brighten up your week. Enjoy it!

Having heard a review about this film made in Cape Town this past Sunday and the history behind the making thereof, I felt it would be worthwhile to watch it. Being available on Netflix, it was easy to get hold of it. The film is neatly made with parts of Cape Town also made to look like Greece where most of the action takes place. This boring story however is weak and anyone who can understand my heading will know what I think about it.

A pretty mediocre attempt to get into the niche market of "Greeks Abroad" that kicked off with "My Big Fat Greek Wedding". It might have helped if any of the characters could actually speak Greek; as it was, they sounded like kids in kindergarten with fake "Greek accents", who'd practised speaking words which meant nothing to them.

The plot was wafer-thin, the acting made any village Am-dram Group look like Oscar winners and the script appeared to have been written in the previously-mentioned kindergarten.

Definitely one to avoid, even on a wet day.