Make no mistake about this film. It is a chick flick. It’s a love story with science fiction elements. It’s like if you took Steel Magnolias and made Julia Roberts’s character a cyborg with laser beam eyes. Yeah, it’s fucking cool, but don’t expect her to go all flash fry killer robot on anyone.
Even though it was pointed directly at the female audience, I really enjoyed the movie. Eric Bana’s Henry and Rachel McAdams’s Clare have genuine feeling chemistry when the moment is right and have that sense of awkwardness when the moment isn’t. As far as a love story and romantic movie go, it’s clever and unique. It never felt really cliched or obvious (like in The Ugly Truth), and even the tearjerker moments weren’t telegraphed a half hour ahead of time (like in The Ugly Truth). And Eric Bana could teach The Ugly Truth’s Gerard Butler some lessons on speaking with an American accent.
This movie is sad. It’s dark. It may make you cry. And if that’s the type of movie that you’re in the mood to see, go see this. If you want a fun romcom romp through time, rent Back to the Future.
Oh, and if I have to see another preview for that fucking idiot Tyler Perry’s “I Can Do Bad All By Myself“, I may stab my eyes out. It’s unbelievable to see yet another black producer/writer/director make money by preying on stereotypes and cliched writing rather than trying to write stories about people.