Thanks for the Memories

I gave this a chance, but the "humour" was so awkward and forced that 10 minutes was all I could take.

The setting of Oxford, with it's beautiful sandstone buildings, seems to be the principal attraction here. But that isn't enough to counterbalance the lame screenplay.

I guess they were aiming at a light comedy-romance, but they really missed the mark.

Tamzin Merchant is just brilliant in this. It has a certain Austen vibe except for the fantasy element atop the on-off forlorn love.

Also another juxtaposition would be The Detectorist, from the scenic moments and the occasional lightness of touch that conjures more out a distinct number of tired parts. The music in this really is another player which serves as almost a Greek chorus. Not something that would win respect from those seeking action or from a richer story. The palette it is made for is as if it were a fizzy wine, and not the refined ones seeking more thrills. Definitely makes for a lifting and heartening time. A sprightly story in a word and it is hard not to become a little smitten by Merchant's central performance.