onceasalways

This is a disturbing movie that left my thoughts spinning through the credits, and far beyond. Documentary-interview style, it delves into a disturbed young man's life and his obsession with an actress and her mother. His desperate need for attention isolates him to the point of obsession. As he spins out of control, it asks important questions that I, for one, have never really pondered.

Who is responsible when we live our lives oblivious to those around us? Who is responsible when we go another day without telling our loved ones that they matter, and we need them? And, more importantly, who is responsible when we let strangers' needs go unfulfilled? It's not too late to reach out and let someone know you love them..

Who really is to blame for the isolated, who never have the security of feeling loved and wanted - Are the resulting tailspins from our lack of action? Who can we blame for their final desperate actions?

This is a serious, well acted film. Not particularly light entertainment, but extremely thought provoking - whether you are ready to ponder the disturbing conclusions... or not.

Okay, I know I complained about Liz being in need of psychotherapy..

But isn't this Beth storyline really dragging out? And getting worse and worse by the day?

And didn't we see the exact scene on Days of our Lives with Sami doing the "oh my baby!!" after she fell, as a way to break up Carrie and Austin's marriage?

The Beth story is quickly getting more and more, well, just plain stupid.. and adding Charlie?? What is going on??

In reality, how many people in this world would go for more than a day faking a marriage because they don't want to hurt someone - - and being swept up with more and more tragic events stacked on??

Her faking pregnancy - and potentially killing Sheridan to get her baby - takes the cake..

I think it might be the end of the show for me.. months and months of Beth's psycho ramblings, and it just gets worse..

What is Passions now? It should be called PsychoObsessions instead..

Sorry.. just my rant.. but really, there is no love on Passions, it's all delusional obsession - and sad. And no joy for the viewer.

steph

I hadn't seen this movie for several years, forgetting all but the general "feeling" that remained over the years.

Without writing a big summary (there is so much to say about this film) I'll just say the mark of a good movie is the mesmerization that happens when you just cannot escape from the story. Uncomfortable to watch, painful to endure, praying for an end, this movie sweeps you up and doesn't let you go.

It truly is a horrible movie - - painful, hideous, absolutely wonderfully acted, so much so that you find yourself consumed with hatred for the duration..

Truly the mark of a good movie..