In an effort to bombard us EVEN FURTHER with Remember Me letters, I give you one last post (I think) about the movie. We received a few thoughts from LTR readers that were just too great not to share. Plus, I owe you the honest truth. And I’m gonna bring it. But first: (You should know by now- SPOILER ALERT)
You killed me. I was DEAD while watching Remember me on Friday night, then again on Saturday. I am so happy that my friends knew CPR, cause I rolled over and died, a few times. Ok I know the movie was sad, yes it was very sad. But your hotness killed me. You also provided my fantasy in one little scene in this movie. You + white t-shirt + books = My fantasy. Yes I am a big ass nerd, what ever. I wanted to do dirty dirty things to you after you yelled the F-bomb. You dazzled my balls off (if I had balls they would have been dazzled off). Instead, the drool needed to wiped off my chin, and I had to be slapped by my poor friend.
Then you had to go and call the police Pussies! You had to have a tattoo- I know it was fake, but Tattward ran through my mind. (Thanks Clipped Wings & Inked Armor FanFic). You had to be a Hot big brother; you had to smoke 45 cigarettes. You got your ass handed to you, even all beat up you were Hot. This is ridiculous. We all know you are hot, or we couldn’t be reading this blog, but I have to express your hotness yet again. It was nice to see you play a Human, you were not a dork, gay, you did not wear a rainbow sweater, or have have a blinky mouthbreather costar. You owned it Rob.
Call an ambulance cause I’m gonna roll over and die again. xo,
- Bypassed long line of families waiting to see Alice in Wonderland in IMAX. Acted smug about preordering tix and not having to stand in freezing rain.
- Headed to popcorn counter and had a pseudo-fight with friends over who paid for the bathtub of buttered former-vegetable. Bought enough for a family of 7 on top of the Twizzlers I had stashed in my purse.
- Grabbed the perfect seat in the theater.
- Giggled at the Tina Fey trailer.
- Gasped, crossed and uncrossed legs at least 3 times during the Eclipse trailer.
- Settled in for the pretty.
- Shifted. Wanted to knock out the cop.
- Shifted and sighed and blushed a little.
- Asked, “What is this movie about?”
- Shrugged, sighed, shifted.
- Asked, “Where are the werewolves?”
- Wanted to knock out the cop.
- Gasped and (I think) grunted.
- Covered face with hands.
- Actually said (out loud) “Oh my God, NO!”
- Cried some more.
Ladies, if you are lucky enough to see a movie before the general public, could you just do us one favor? Throw us a little bone. Anything…something! Some ideas of what would’ve been uber-helpful in this case:
- Bring your taxes. You can do them during the first hour.
- There are no werewolves.
- Bonus: There is no stuttering!
- WEAR WATERPROOF MASCARA! Unless you like that whole Tammy-Faye look.
- Take your antidepressant before you go.
- Take your birth control pill before you go.
- A package of Kleenex will be much more helpful than a package of Twizzlers.
- When the going gets tough, focus on the room mate. He’s total WIN.
- Pierce Brosnan is a talented actor – but his NY accent is reminiscent of Hugh Grant in Mickey Blue Eyes. (Fuhgetabboutit!)
- Do not watch this movie if you have daddy-issues, fear of mildew/soap scum, or if you’re a wussperv.
What do you say, gals? Just a little heads up next time?
Knowing you’ll do the right thing,
After the jump, UC’s long awaited Remember Me review. (I was the only one waiting, really. I meant to write it on Saturday)
I’m a Rob Pattinson Fan. I run a blog focused on writing about him (read that: Blog– it’s different from fan site) and spend way too much time thinking about him, yet I don’t have an unconditional admiration for him. I can admit when something wasn’t his best. And I’m not afraid to, despite the fiery daggers that may be thrown at my head!
I knew the following things going into Remember Me Friday night: I knew that Tyler died (I read it in the LTR comments & never told anyone what I read- not even Moon) and I knew that it had a VERY BIG “New York” theme. I tried not to focus on that so that there would be an element of surprise, but 1/2 hour in to the movie and I knew I was going to be right about what “New York” theme it was.
I see a lot of movies. My husband & I are members of a local independent movie theater so we see almost every film that comes through there- most of them aren’t major studio films, and the only Big-budget movies I’ve seen in the past year are New Moon & Avatar. When I come away from a movie, I expect to be moved in some way. Maybe that means I cry with grief or anguish for someone else’s grief or maybe I’m happy or hopeful or hopeless. Whatever it is, the emotion I generally feel walking out a film is strong. When I walked out of Remember Me Friday night, I felt nothing. I didn’t even know how to put into words what I was feeling. There really weren’t words. There was just… emptiness.
It wasn’t until about 1am when I frantically started emailing Brooke & Calliope, two of the girls I went to see the movie with, that I had a cohesive thought. And my thought was, “The Screenplay was awful.” I don’t know if that was Will Fetters fault or Jenny-whatsherface who apparently did two rewrites on the script, but the plot & the story just did not flow. I watched a character drama but never felt I got to know the characters. Why was Tyler so angry? Sure his brother died and his dad was a jerk & his parents just got divorced (which, by the way, I had to read on imdb) but why? That was never explained. Why did the girls at school hate Caroline? Why WAS his dad so angry? Was he different before Michael’s death? Why did Tyler fight those guys in the alley? It was random and out of “character” from what we knew of Tyler up until that point. Maybe there is a perfectly good explanation why. And I don’t need to hear a line that says “Hello, I’m Tyler and I am f*cked up because I lost my best friend Michael who was also my brother and he told me fight Irish dudes in an alley.” But I do need to understand the characters I’m watching. And I didn’t.
I think that any criticism I have of Rob’s performance is because of the badly written screenplay. Calliope said it best when she wrote that the story didn’t leave a lot of room for Tyler to have range. And I agree. Many times I felt like Rob was counting rhythms & reciting lines instead of really encapsulating Tyler. Then again, there were moments when I felt it “click,” and I no longer felt I was watching a young actor recite lines for his school’s drama club.
Since I’ve seen the movie I’ve read a lot of reviews. Entertainment Weekly & Variety were two of the harshest reviews I read. And while I think they went a little too far on criticizing Rob’s performance (not that I don’t agree with their points- I just think they need to remember he was acting out a badly written story), I don’t think they were too far off on their review. The romance between Tyler & Ally, hot morning sex & romantic shadow puppets aside, was shallow and under-developed. And the ending deserves all the criticism it garnered.
Ironically last summer Moon joked that she just didn’t understand what Remember Me was all about. I’m still not sure we know. What was the theme? What was the movie trying to say? Tyler quoted Ghandi on a few occasions & mentioned the idea of our lives touching the people around us even after we’re gone. Okay. Was that the point? Was that the point of his death? I think that’s what the movie was trying for, but it just fell short.
I don’t hate the ending like most of the media does. That’s not to say I like it. When I knew that I was right about the 9/11 theme and knew what was about to happen, I almost walked out of the theater. I couldn’t stand to be there. I couldn’t watch it. I stayed still, squinted my eyes and just prayed they wouldn’t show anything I didn’t want to see- no shaking of a building, no plane in the sky, no look of horror on Tyler’s face the moment he realized what was happening. I’m so grateful they didn’t, but that’s not to say the emotions and remembrance of that horrific day weren’t brought to the surface of my memory. Any tears I shed were for my country and those who suffered on that horrible day and the days after. Tyler, to me, was just a representation of the 3,000 people who died on September 11th. I can see why the media complains that the ending was just used as emotional effect. I don’t think that’s what its intention was. I believe that the meaning and the significance of the ending and what Will Fetters intended got lost when the screenplay was changed. So it seems like emotional fluff- or just something thrown in to make us remember the movie.
I am a Rob Pattinson fan, and I think Remember Me is an important movie for all Rob Pattinson fans to see. It’s his first venture into acting after being thrown onto the scene as Edward Cullen, and it’s enlightening to see him portray someone new. The jury on whether Rob’s acting can live up to the level of his fame is still out, at least where the media is concerned. I am looking forward to whatever film comes next and hope the story allows him the freedom to prove he can live up to the expectation!
Throw your daggers, I can handle it!