A sport
journalist loses his wife and therefore must learn how to raise his children.
This could
have been so much better. Clive Owen, as the person discovering the joys and
tribulations of fatherhood, looks the part and delivers an intense performance.
The Australian director, Scott Hicks, is an old hand, famous for “Shine”. Soundtrack
by Sigur Ros, a beloved source novel, it got everything but all this things
never coalesced and instead we got an half baked movie with a very obvious
plot.
The problem
lies at the very root of the movie, instead of a father trying is best to make
everything work we get a man child who basically skips all normal living
habits. Because this is what you get without women around according to these
guys, a complete and utter mess. This from a team that promised us an essay on
male bonding, I’m so very deluded.
Not happy
with the damage that they have already done, halfway trough they introduce another
child to the equation, a teenager this time. Cue more pointless drama, in a
slightly different tune, that eventually drags this movie to the conclusion.
This is so
much a missed occasion, eventually Hollywood will make a good movie about
fatherhood but for now the best example is still the Adam Sandler one.
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