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Remember Me: Easily Forgettable
Robert Pattinson steps outside his Twilight Vampire shell in this romantic drama of a troubled young man who falls in love with the equally troubled Ally (de Ravin). Despite its attractive cast featuring major stars such as Bronson and Cooper, Remember Me does little to be remembered.
Tyler (Pattinson) is a young man struggling to come to terms with his brother's suicide and his turbulent relationship with his millionaire businessman father (Brosnan). He constantly gets into trouble and lacks direction in his life until he meets Ally, who, for some reason, is able to get beneath the armour and touch Tyler in a way he had never thought possible.
Of course, Ally comes with baggage too, namely her overprotective detective father (Cooper), who only further complicates her relationship with Tyler. Supporting characters like Tyler’s younger sister Caroline and his best friend Aidan provide fodder to the plot.
The film reaches its climax when the complex characters’ lives all tumultuously intertwine, allowing for the characters to develop and show growth. Sadly, the film’s abrupt ending gives an overly dramatic and unnecessary twist to the story, leaving viewers scratching their heads as to why this direction was chosen.
Despite the believable chemistry between Pattinson and de Ravin, their performances can do little to move the film forward. At times, one feels it is an even slower version of a Nicolas Sparks novel that attempts to touch, make one laugh and create a sense that love can overcome all. The Nicholas Sparks similarity is especially unfortunate, since his latest film adaptation Dear John was released at the same time as Remember Me and may confuse viewers with its very similar dramatic theme (we won’t spoil the ending for you).
Overall, Remember Me is a decent attempt to crawl into the space held by the Sparks' novels of love against the odds. In essence, the purpose of the film is dedicated to the idea of living in the now; and encourages viewers to stop searching for answers in the past and move forward.
This is a perfect date film; if your idea of a perfect date is to have your companion sobbing uncontrollably at the end of the film. Remember Me is still very much a teen flick that will undoubtedly attract hoards of Twilight fans. However, don’t expect this to be in the same world as The Notebook, as the direction leaves just too much to be desired.
Courtesy of the infamous Blumhouse Productions, The Lazarus Effect is the latest thriller to dabble in the world of the undead, doesn’t have all that much new to show or say. Directed by David Gelb, the film’s rehashed premise – see Joel Schumacher’s Flatliners – lacks energy, leaving audiences with,' well, not very much.
The Lazarus Effect tells the story of engaged medical researchers,Frank (Duplass) and Zoe (Wilde), who, along with their team – Clay (Peters), Niko (Glover) and Eva (Bolger) – have just broken new ground by creating a serum that can bring back the dead. Commence eye-rolling. After successfully bringing a dead dog back to life, the team notice that some of the side-effects of the procedure are a little worrisome; the experiment has led to an increased brain-activity in the canine and particularly aggressive behaviour. Uh-oh!
However, their project is soon shut down by a large pharmaceutical company that has recently bought the company that has been funding them all this time.
Feeling like they’re on the verge of a groundbreaking discovery, Frank and Zoe sneak back into the lab, only for Zoe to be fatally electrocuted, leaving Frank no option but to inject her with the serum – cue mayhem.
Taking place almost entirely in the confines of a small science lab, The Lazarus Effect is strangely short – it clocks in at a brief eighty-three minutes – and it doesn’t take too long before its relatively engaging start descends into a big ball of horror jolts and clichés. Hiding behind dialogue weighed down by gobbledegook, behind the pseudoscience is very little real substance or originality.
Surprisingly, unlike its premise, the acting is solid and the group of young actors manage to create a believable and somewhat likable onscreen group-chemistry. As for Olivia Wilde, she’s definitely the glue that keeps the entire thing from falling apart; creepy and villainous, she makes for one beautiful and genuinely frightening antihero. But not even that can save what is tired and half-baked film – that’s not to mention the outrageously, unsatisfying abrupt ending.
Considering its controversial and much talked-about source material, Fifty Shades of Grey – Sam-Taylor Johnson’s adaptation of E.L James’ best-seller – is surprisingly safe, shockingly uninvolved and tediously uninventive for a movie that was supposed to deliver – and show – so, so much more.
The story is centred on a young literature student Anastasia Steele (Johnson) who agrees to step in for her sick roommate, Kate (Mumford), and do the interview with handsome and the mysterious twenty-seven year old billionaire, Christian Grey (Dornan).
The two are quick to connect and it’s pretty clear that both of them are immediately taken by one another; she likes his good-looks and raw aura of masculine intensity and he is intrigued by her innocent beauty and clumsy ways. After being stalked and rescued from a drunken night out Anastasia realises that there is no escape from his peculiar – and intrusive – charms and soon gives into the idea of being seduced by the handsome young tycoon.
Dakota Johnson – the beautiful offspring of actors Melanie Griffith and Don Johnson – is definitely the only success of the entire production. Gutsy, beautiful and surprisingly funny and her innocent-like ways – not to mention her gorgeous baby-blues – and she carries her side of the story relatively well. Unfortunately, the same can’t be said for the handsome Irishman and ex-Calvin Klein underwear model, James Dornan. Physically, he is the perfect casting choice, but his monotonic, almost robotic, delivery is unconvincing and what on paper should be a complex character is never really explored. It’s something that maintains a certain air of mystery, yes, but leaving such little room to explore his motivations isolates the character in a way that doesn’t allow auciences to truly ingest his relationship with Anastasia.
In its adaptation from book to screen, Fifty Shades of Grey never really knows what it wants to be and its lack of drive, focus and identity. Lying somewhere between a romantic comedy and soft porn, the script is as hollow and instead of grabbing the story by its horns and allowing it to dip a little further towards the darkness, it ends up taking a more safer-route, ultimately, boring us all in the process.
In its adaptation from book to screen, Fifty Shades of Grey loses the drive and identity that made the book one of the most divisive best-sellers of the decade. Lying somewhere between a romantic comedy and soft porn, the script fails to embody the book. Granted, said book shocks much more than it incites reflection, but the film even fails on that.
It was just a question of time before E.L James’ fictional smash-hit found its way to the big-screen; few books have stirred as much controversy in recent times. It’s rare that a film adaptation has the potential to better than the book on which it is based – this was the case here and, while it can be argued that it is indeed better, it’s still a less than satisfying viewing experience.