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Love brought them together will fate tear them apart.
Sergeant John Tyree is home on a 2 week leave from Germany. He meets Savannah after he dives into the ocean to retrieve Savannah's purse that had fallen off the pier. John falls in love with Savannah who is a student on spring break helping build a house for Habitat for Humanity. A romance occurs and Savannah falls deeply in love with John. She promises to write John overseas until he returns.
Your film is shit.
It started ominously with a woeful analogy comparing a minted coin and a US soldier all narrated by Mr Monotone, Channing Tatum. His range as an actor is quite staggering and he manages to convey love, anger, sadness etc. without ever changing the expression on his face. I'd love to see an Inside the Actor's Studio episode with him just to see how James Lipton tries to sycophantically make him appear a good actor. In this he plays the usual quiet tough guy with a sensitive side who seemingly has special powers that make autistic children love him (thankfully not in the sweeties and lets play secret games way). But he…
This movie sure has a lot of cargo shorts.
Anyone who knows me on LB knows I'm a sucker for Amanda Seyfried. Those eyes, that smile, aah. That aah however became a WTF when I eventually finished this truly dreadful film that must be Lasse Hallstrom's worst film to date. Now I do like the odd overly sentimental drama, I'm a Cameron Crowe fan for fucks sake, but this was just horribly cliched rubbish.
There's not much to the plot. Reformed bad-boy special forces operative Channing Tatum is on R & R when he meets and falls for the ravishingly beautiful Amanda Seyfried (who wouldn't). She's a rich girl on Spring Break in Charleston and as they have little time together they correspond in letters to and fro from where…
Could it be that films like Dear John are to women what porn is to men - where instead of the glorification of sex it's the indulgent depiction of love and romanticism. Being so unrealistic it warps women's perceptions of real life in just the same way a guy might think his dick is never quite big enough.
Or is it an equivalent to me enjoying The Fast and the Furious franchise perhaps?
I just know I must find a reason why shit like this exists.
she is a loveable non-threatening blonde who doesn't drink or smoke and curses only in her head
he is a bad boy with daddy issues who has shrugged off his Local Thug mantle after falling in love with America and going to serve her in unnamed but unmistakeably foreign countries
together they make a relationship entirely lacking individuality, appeal or chemistry
everything about this dumb fucking movie made me so angry, including the fact that it was made after a book written by the same insufferable brainless porridge of a douchelord author who wrote The Notebook, Nicholas Sparks
I am not sure what kind of emotion this insipid pile of beige was supposed to evoke in me, but I felt nothing save the douche chills which wafted over me as freely and frequently as if I were stood naked in a winter wonderland of douchedom
fuck Nicholas Sparks
and fuck this movie
This film is crazy!
Channing Tatum plays what seems to be a mentally unstable soldier who falls in love with Amanda Seyfried, playing a university student who longs to be a special needs teacher?
It seems like the narrative wants to tackle important Issues sometimes, but then quickly throws them away.
What follows is laughably bad.
Beating up friends for no reason!
All this craziness is carried alone with mind boggling dialog, such as "We're eating and talking, but no one's saying anything!"
Much like this film.
This movie was pretty alright. Nothing too special, unfortunately, but I did enjoy Amanda Seyfried's performance per usual.
You could read this film as "terrorists blow things up to thwart true love". Or, you could view it as a saccharine story of two people who seem to have little chemistry in a film which should be on one of those true romance movie channels.
Either way, it kept me occupied while I was cleaning the kitchen one Sunday afternoon, and I can tick it off my Channing Tatum list (which was the only reason I watched it in the first place).
A great movie that show you how true love fails to work out.
What is the point of this marshmallow fluff masquerading as serious drama? This was just so boring and tedious and equally dully acted. I stick with BBC romances in the future.
Naiste film, aga kõlbab vaadata
Nice but not spectacular.
If Dear John was a pizza it would be a quattro formaggio. Don’t get me wrong, I am big fan of love but it’s notoriously hard to express well on-screen and I’m afraid even the Oscar-nominated director Lasse Hallström hasn’t managed it in this modern day weepie.
John Tyree is in the Special Forces and home on leave in Charleston, South Carolina for two weeks. In that time he meets Savannah and the two fall in love, promising to stay in touch via the old-fashioned medium of letters, since he is posted in faraway places where there isn’t even any internet, heaven forfend. They exchange letters at a rate of about 40 a day but will their love survive the…
The only reason I sat through all of this is because I was too sick to get up and change the channel.
Loved the soundtrack. The movie not so much.
Congrats to Amanda Seyfried!
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