I never thought I would vote for the underdogs in a summer filled with big budget blockbuster but it seems like this is the year that movies that connect with the heart resonate with me more than those with big CGI set pieces designed to be your go-to eye candy of the Summer movie watching.
I loved THE FAULT IN OUR STARS when it came out. Yes, I know it’s going to be a big weepy of a movie and yes, I was aware of the teen followers who worship the book and flock to see the movie; but nonetheless, it did not reduce the potency of the experience in watching it in the big screen.
It probably helped that I might be one of the very few who have not read the book, hence the entire experience was new to me and I enjoyed being led, blindly, through the journey of Hazel and Gus’ courtship and tribulation and came out on the other side totally loving the flick.
Then came BEGIN AGAIN, an earnest singer songwriter movie with a clever editing to help the storyline along and catching songs sung by both Kiera Knightley and Adam Levine that is entertaining as well as a potent cinematic love letter to NYC downtown scene.
It also pose a stark contrast that BEGIN AGAIN was released on the same weekend as TRANSFORMER: AGE OF EXTINCTION. The latter was a complete templated reharsh of story line from it’s three predecessor which show that at this point, Michael Bay no longer care much for the story line and all he wanted was to created massive battle set pieces to show off his movie’s CGI prowess of robots fighting in bright day light, which in CGI world, is one of the most difficult technical feat to accomplished.
I was bored throughout AGE OF EXTINCTION because I already know that Optimus Prime could never be killed no matter how badly he get pummeled by his oponent. The robot is the beating heart of the franchise and could never be killed off.
Watching BEGIN AGAIN though, I was led through the journey of uncertainty and was guided through the journey of the creative process in song development and the growth of the characters through out the movie.
That, to me, is worth the price of the admission than a noisy, albeit grandiose repeat of what’s been seen before from years past.