hogwaump
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The Hallmark and Lifetime formula seems to be predicated on giving actors wooden lines to say, so they will say them woodenly. Of course we are told how to feel about each scene by the melodramatic music; I suppose this makes the script and the acting less important.
Mayim Bialik seems a strange choice for the female romantic lead, given her homespun look, which clashes terribly with Ryan McPartlin's hard-body physique. From the beginning it seems like a serious mismatch, rendering the story rather hard to believe. It doesn't help any that neither of them are particularly good at their craft. If formulaic, improbable romance is what you are after, then this one is a veritable motherlode.
But if you are looking for a well-formed film with a reasonably convincing plot, something that will not make you cringe regularly, The Flight Before Christmas is not it.
Mayim Bialik seems a strange choice for the female romantic lead, given her homespun look, which clashes terribly with Ryan McPartlin's hard-body physique. From the beginning it seems like a serious mismatch, rendering the story rather hard to believe. It doesn't help any that neither of them are particularly good at their craft. If formulaic, improbable romance is what you are after, then this one is a veritable motherlode.
But if you are looking for a well-formed film with a reasonably convincing plot, something that will not make you cringe regularly, The Flight Before Christmas is not it.
I had a hard time with the opening, some pretty lame past-tense first-person narration, the lead character looking into the camera and talking about what has happened to bring things to the start of the movie . . .
I probably should have shut it off then, but I wanted to give this turkey a fair chance. Unfortunately, what I encountered was some very poor writing delivered by amateur actors. Even so, I might have watched a bit more, but the unbelievable reactions of characters to fairly straightforward situations was too much for me.
Don't waste your time.
I probably should have shut it off then, but I wanted to give this turkey a fair chance. Unfortunately, what I encountered was some very poor writing delivered by amateur actors. Even so, I might have watched a bit more, but the unbelievable reactions of characters to fairly straightforward situations was too much for me.
Don't waste your time.
The plot and dialogue don't make much sense. The acting is wooden and amateurish.
This movie opens with wife #1 gazing sadly at a flier for a fertility clinic, which is a shabby way to set up that part of the story. Home alone, she hears a noise downstairs. Oh no! Cue the scary music. She goes completely unarmed to check it out, and is interrupted by a bleeping cell phone on the bed. Cue the obligatory horror-flick startle.
She checks the phone, finds a message from hubby that he will be late getting home. Undeterred, she tiptoes onward, to the background sounds of some off-tempo Foley artist making more loud clomping noises than the number of footsteps she takes.
Downstairs, she does not peek cautiously into the office where a burglar is apparently trying to open a safe with a pry-bar. Instead she darts past the doorway, attracting his attention, then plasters herself in terror backward against the wall on the far side.
The burglar standing five feet away is amazingly slow, so she has plenty of time to run upstairs and lock herself in to call 911 on the cell phone. Police arrive very quickly and promptly arrest the AWOL husband on his way inside, right after just having texted his wife that he would be very late getting home.
This dog of a movie carries on in the same inept fashion, actors spouting lame lines with uninspired delivery. As the story unfolds, wife #1 goes to find wife #2. They have a contentious chat that breaks off with wife #1 saying as an exit, "I came for what I needed," when she should have said "I got what I came for," . . . at this point it was just intolerably bad and I finally turned the movie off.
This movie opens with wife #1 gazing sadly at a flier for a fertility clinic, which is a shabby way to set up that part of the story. Home alone, she hears a noise downstairs. Oh no! Cue the scary music. She goes completely unarmed to check it out, and is interrupted by a bleeping cell phone on the bed. Cue the obligatory horror-flick startle.
She checks the phone, finds a message from hubby that he will be late getting home. Undeterred, she tiptoes onward, to the background sounds of some off-tempo Foley artist making more loud clomping noises than the number of footsteps she takes.
Downstairs, she does not peek cautiously into the office where a burglar is apparently trying to open a safe with a pry-bar. Instead she darts past the doorway, attracting his attention, then plasters herself in terror backward against the wall on the far side.
The burglar standing five feet away is amazingly slow, so she has plenty of time to run upstairs and lock herself in to call 911 on the cell phone. Police arrive very quickly and promptly arrest the AWOL husband on his way inside, right after just having texted his wife that he would be very late getting home.
This dog of a movie carries on in the same inept fashion, actors spouting lame lines with uninspired delivery. As the story unfolds, wife #1 goes to find wife #2. They have a contentious chat that breaks off with wife #1 saying as an exit, "I came for what I needed," when she should have said "I got what I came for," . . . at this point it was just intolerably bad and I finally turned the movie off.