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Weekend Movie Feature ; The Passengers

I have been practicing some driving all day and my Dad took me  – well, technically, I took him – to pick a movie at the video store. We stared at the shelves for a couple of minutes, our brows low against our eyes in concentration. Something new, not too war-y for mom, not too lovey-dovey for Dad, and just plain good quality for me. I came across a cover with Ann Hathaway. Now, I’m a big fan of the girl. She’s weird, quirky, and super witty and her gorgeous dark, glossy hair is TO DIE FOR. Not to mention her stylist is a genius – she can’t possibly be dressing herself up like a chandelier at every red carpet by herself. No way.

So I picked it up. Dad wanted a war movie, I told him, “de-centerise yourself” because really, he tends to zone out the fact that he isn’t alone on the planet that, according to him, revolves around his needs. We both had never heard of it, so we went for it. Dove in without knowing what would be at the bottom.

For a very long time during the film, everything was pretty awkward. The acting, the quiet script. First, BOOM plane crash. And then everyone’s just kind of…. gloomy – but in a subtle kind of way. Everything’s very dark, and I’m speculating in my head what would happen next, something unexpected to make us jump, because that’s what awkward, dark movies often do. In the end, nothing happened the way I wanted it to. No one got shot, nothing blew up (except for the plane, durh.), no one went crazy. Is this a spoiler? It could be a spoiler.

Anyway, after a while, the whole speculating-some-action-but-turns-out-to-be-no-biggie got frustrating. No action, no unexpected event. There were some anti-climatic moments, scenes that made you go “OSHIT! – no, wait, that was a hoax.” Stuff like that. But I have seen so many Final Destination movies, that those moments have just gotten me dull.

And then everything became clear – around the end of course, just before you’re about to leave because you’re frustrated nothing’s going on. I burst into quiet tears. Luckily, I had brought my box of kleenex for my cold, which I blamed for when it came to my random excessive use of them. Then the end got long too. Did they really have so much stuff to fill 2 hours in? JEEZ. In any case, I admit, the end threw me off guard. Ann Hathaway? Chapeau, girl!

I give this movie a 6/10.

Ann’s acting? 100+/10.

She makes me happy C:

mood: serene

eating: hamburger. hate hamburgers.

drinking: blueberry juice

listening to: Flogging Molly – Whistles The Wind

watching: That 70s Show season 7 finale


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