Second Coming

If I wanted to have a movie "left up to (my) interpretation", I would have only read the plot and not wasted nearly two hours I'll NEVER get back! I would be livid if I had paid to see this. Out of all the movies I have seen employing the same tactic of disregard for those investing time and/or money in viewing films, this takes the cake! What a way to royally mistreat an audience.

I hope Idris was well compensated for wasting his time on this instead of showcasing his talent in something worthwhile.

I found this film quite unique and it describes a situation that isn't as uncommon as you'd think. It takes place in North London, an afro caribbean family consisting of a railway engineer(Idris Elba), a benefits office worker, and their son, a thoughtful little boy who loves nature. You are treated to the usual banter between husband and wife, happy Sunday lunches with grandparents, scenes at the boy's classroom, all very normal and familiar.

In the midst of this cosiness we have the wife wrestling with a dilemma - it's all very subtle and you have to keep guessing what it is, because a lot of the conversation between her and her best friend is conducted in half sentences, much of it unsaid, it was perplexing, but it all added to the mystery of the film. You are left guessing until the very end. All very beautifully acted.

The only bum note was Nicola Walker ( normally one of my top 5 actresses) playing a psychotherapist and doing such a rotten job of it. Inexcusable, maybe she hadn't had much acting experience when this film was made.

Lols at the last scene taking us all the way back to the title!

I am angry with myself for watching this pointless movie. I had been listening to the BBC critic, Mark Kermode, interviewing the director of the movie and I was unimpressed with her refusal to divulge much about the movie but he was so full of praise and repeatedly asked her questions which he had asked before and got no answers. He praised the movie so much that I thought I should watch it because it was, at any rate, supposed to be a Christmas movie according to the critic who kept confusing the virgin birth with the birth of Mary without the stain of original sin, the Immaculate Conception. He must have had in mind a miraculous conception. This should have alerted me that the praise was coming from someone who did not know what he was talking about.

Well, I kept waiting for something to happen but the only action was a trip to the hospital and some fisticuffs in the school playground. Part of me was saying, "Turn it off!" and at the same time I was hearing, "The BBC thinks this is brilliant. Wait." What a dope I was. All the actors did was eat and mumble unintelligible text in broken sentences. I thought maybe I need my hearing examined. But No; I need my head examined for wasting so much time watching, Second Coming.

I'm sorry but I just cannot get into this movie at all. I had a lot of hope for it based on the synopsis but it isn't grabbing my attention at all and I can not get engaged in this movie not to mention that I'm having trouble understanding what they are saying. The British accents are pretty thick I guess and is also very slow pace. It's not something I think I can even finish watching. Usually if a movie does not grab my attention by at least the 1st half hour it's not going to and at that point I'm not going to give it chance to... so sorry.

Do not be deceived by the trailer, this is not the film you think you are about to watch. It's worse. Much, much worse.

Although aesthetically pleasing and possibly a good idea on paper, this film is a waste of the great talent of all cast members involved. It had the potential to be a moving, emotional, thought provoking experience but was let down by the painfully slow pace and depressingly poor resolution to any of the subplots. Leaving the ending open to interpretation was not thought provoking, but rather frustrating and disappointing to a confused audience that have been invested in the characters personal lives for an hour and forty five minutes. Calling the film a let down would be an understatement.