ugh. indeed. the whole thing was pretty much garbage, but Colin Firth, an actor I usually really enjoy, a little bit made me want to strangle puppies. it was SO FORCED and unnatural on her part, and so SKEEZY on his.
I (actually…) only watched it by accident one night with my daughter. I had avoided it up to that point because i just thought the title was so irritating, and even that night I can’t say I paid enough attention to catch any hints of hidden brilliance lurking in the subtext, even if they’d been there. About the only thing I came away with was the certainty that the sweet release of death is going to find me long before I subject myself to that cheese fest again.
So, I have to ask you…
Have you lost your mind, son? ;)