
Okay. I know what you're thinking. "It's a chick flick!?! Why are you reviewing a chick flick?" You're absolutely right. It is and I am.
How I came to review the movie.
It started out one night this past week with Bethany coming home with a couple of movies from a Redbox. One was Tinkerbell and the Great Fairy Rescue and the other was Letters to Juliet. "Ha!" I thought. I'm not committed to watch either. Which was good because I had a church meeting to attend to that evening. However, the meeting was cut short and I was back home within an hour, just as the kids were finishing the Tinkerbell movie. We got them ready and off to bed. After taking care of a few items, Bethany decided to start the movie. I wasn't quite ready for bed but had nothing to do so I figured I'd wind down in front of the movie for a half hour or so and then go to bed. Well...the movie was mildly interesting (probably because of the Italian theme which reminded me a bit of my time in Italy on my mission) but extremely predictable. I knew how it was going to end up by the time we were only 30 minutes into it so I went to bed.
I did happen to tell Bethany not to take it back to Redbox right away as I might have wanted to watch the rest of it.
The next night, I had more important things to take care of with some neighbors of mine. They are fellow iPhone/iPad developers and wanted to get together to talk about a project.
But the night after that, Bethany took the older kids to a piano concert and I palled around with Sabrina and Seth at home. They eventually got tired and went to bed and I decided I'd pop in the movie and see if I was right about the ending.
My Review
Cheesy, predictable, and cheesy! ...and lame.
Sophie happened to find that letter the one day she was there? Come on! Call it destiny. Call it luck. I call it LAME! That was too obvious; too much of a coincidence. I couldn't accept it.
Clair's role was too unbelievable too. Most older people from that generation tend to be more traditional with their values and she just threw hers out the window when she admitted being willing to go find some old flame and that if he should be married and his wife were to fall into a fit of jealousy that she'd find it flattering. LAME! LAME! LAME! That's something I appreciate about older people is their wisdom and moral fortitude. And she just renounced hers.
Finally, the balcony scene at the end could not cry "CHEESY" any louder! And he climbed up the vine to get to her — LAME-O!
"So what kept my attention with the movie?" you ask. The infrequent Italian dialog scattered throughout the film. I was able to understand all of it.
Other than that, it wasn't too bad.