As predictable as this movie was, I enjoyed watching Mae Whitman in a post-Parenthood era. I love her natural style of acting that feels just like an extension of her real personality. Maybe it is but I don't mind because she seems to be very down-to-earth and goofy. (Same goes for why I like seeing Allison Janney in movies.)
As part of the emotional core of the movie, Whitman's chemistry with Robbie Amell was a treat. Their jock-nerd repertory exchange…
I think what was supposed to translate as humor rendered as utter douchery and overgrown boy syndrome without any of the potential laughs for me. The only part that had any type of comedic value was in the first ten minutes of the movie when Quinn is getting an eye exam from his doctor dad and his tough-love parenting. For the rest of the movie, I couldn't shake off my pity for Devon and her unfortunate decade of dating a guy who only grew, er, aged to insult and disrespect her in almost every way imaginable.
I don't know why I resisted laughing in the beginning of this movie but I stopped being a party pooper at the appearance of the $37 cup of coffee. I especially loved the ridiculous dei ex machina when they were momentarily stuck out on the sea. Perhaps blasphemy to some but this felt like a nimbler rendering of the story the emotionally cumbersome Wreck-It Ralph tried to tell.
As someone who read the book, I had my own preconceived notions of what Nick and Amy would look like or what Amy's diary voice would sound like. Though my version of Amy was a bit more shrill (yes, shrewlike) with a more constant state of narrowed eyes, Rosamund Pike brought a more subtle (and better, I admit) version to life that captivated me from the get-go. I mainly remember Pike as virtue personified in her role as Jane Bennet…