The Age of Adaline, Mini Movie Review

Rating: 3.5 out of 5

Adaline Bowman (Blake Lively) hasn't aged since 29.  1937 was when the miracle took place.  As she drove through the California coastal mountains to pick up her daughter something amazing happened: it snowed.  And it was this snow that caused Adaline to plummet into a lake and reach the freezing body temperature of 87 Fahrenheit.  Then another miracle occurred: Lightning.  At just the right moment, around the two minute mark, the right age defying recipe struck Adaline, unbeknownst to her.  She later takes a medical job to try and figure out what's happened.  We as an audience, on the other hand, knows everything that has taken place, thanks to supplied information by the same Narrator who drones through the trailer.

It's this Narrator and the unnecessary scientific explanations that ruin The Age of Adaline magic.  Whenever there's a montage of time, there's narration.  Whenever there's an unwanted explanation, there's narration.  Does the Narrator have to sound so bored?   Sadly this narration takes an otherwise polished interesting film and turns it into a documentary.  We're not watching a major theatrical release; we're watching a special on the Science channel about the life of someone who's still in the luster of youth at 107 years old.  She's spent years slipping through time, but never living.  All the good moments in the film has no narration at all.  We don't need it!  And it's a shame, because the narration is jarring and sidetracks from some good performances by Blake Lively, Michiel Huisman, Harrison Ford, Ellen Burstyn, and Kathy Baker.  Shame really.

The Age of Adaline could have been an incredibly enchanting film.  I like this movie, but I wanted so desperately to love it.

 MPAA: Rated PG-13 for a suggestive comment.

Draft Day: Movie Review

Rating: 3 out of 5 Stars

The low rating I've given Draft Day, staring Kevin Costner, may in part be a reflection of my overall lack of knowledge in all things sports, but that gives me an interesting perspective.  "Moneyball", in which Draft Day is largely compared, was a movie I was able to follow and understand.  (Well, I do have fond memories going to The Los Angeles Angels games as a kid, and enjoy attending Orem Owlz games.)  When it comes to American football I'm a total dunce, and I spent a bit of time watching Draft Day lost and confused over the NFL draft, because this is a movie for the sports aficionado.  I'm obviously not the target audience, though I like sport films.

Sonny Weaver, Jr, aka Kevin Costner, is the general manager of the Cleveland Browns.  His father, who was a legendary coach for the team, recently passed away. The co-worker Sonny's been sleeping with (Jennifer Garner), a gal he isn't fully committed, is now pregnant with his first child.  The Cleveland Browns are on a thirteen year losing streak.  Browns owner Anthony Molina, Frank Langella, isn't happy with Sonny's job performance and demands a stellar Draft pick to save the team. Needless to say Sonny has a lot on his plate this Draft Day.

There's a countdown during the whole of the movie, constantly reminding us how long Sonny has to work out last minute deals.  Split screens abound during telephone calls, in which there are many, for this is a talking drama.  The split screen scenes come across film school campy to me, trying too hard to snazzy up the talking.  Whenever the movie shifts to a new location, an aerial shot is used, and with the Cleavland Browns the same aerial shot is used multiple times. Super repetitive.

Little football is shown.  Everything in this movie is about Sonny's family/personal drama while time runs out, bargains made, tapes reviewed, multiple office closet scenes with Garner (no kissing, just relationship talk), and snapshots with those being drafted.

And at the last possible moment, with 2 hours before all the teams take turns "going on the clock" during a live NFL Draft telecast, Sonny's Mother, played by Ellen Burstyn, decides that day, at that very moment, is when the ashes of Sonny's father should be scattered at the 50 yard line.  So now, on top of everything, Sonny is a disrespectful son for wanting wait till the next day, and not scatter ashes during these crucial moments.  Family drama!  Let's throw everything and the kitchen sink into this 12 hour countdown to make this movie as intense as possible.

One thing Draft Day does get right is its involvement with the NFL, who usually doesn't allow official licensing during sport movies.  Any sports buff should love this aspect, since there are cameos throughout.

As a note to parents, the MPAA says "brief strong language," but there's a heavy amount of language throughout.  The Lord's name is taken in vain many, many times, and in many forms.

If you want a great Football movie stick with Rudy and Remember the Titans.

MPAA: Rated PG-13 on appeal for brief strong language and sexual references.