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shoddysolutions said:
I cried when I watched it

Oh, the shame :o

I know what you mean. It really is that bad isn't it?

It's OK to cry sometimes ..don't be ashamed.

When I watched it, I rinsed my eyes out in ammonia.
 
i watched about 20 minutes under duress.

absolute fucking filth.

It's like Extras without the alleged cruelty - a seemingly endless parade of overpaid cunts mugging through a non-existent script. No jokes, no feelings, no charm, no point.

A fucking disgrace
 
Dubversion said:
i watched about 20 minutes under duress.

absolute fucking filth.

It's like Extras without the alleged cruelty - a seemingly endless parade of overpaid cunts mugging through a non-existent script. No jokes, no feelings, no charm, no point.

A fucking disgrace

You must have known what it would be like - I reckon your like Mary whitehouse watching things in order to be disgusted :p
 
Zed - I think you have a good point in general, in that this type of film does encourage some women to have ludicrously high expectations of their men (most romances do that, actually). However, it is possible for a woman to watch the film and not change their opinion on what makes a good partner. I like the film, and I still don't fancy men at all, however much money and class they have!
 
Fingers fact:

One of the scenes (when he is looking for martine) is filmed on milkwood road, herne hill and the film dudes came round with fifty quid cash to decorate my wheelie bin and window with some christmas decorations (bizzarely in early february) which was a god send as i was completely skint. Ten quid of it went on a ten bag from Home James and the other forty went on beer in the half moon.

Super day :cool:
 
Fingers said:
Fingers fact:

One of the scenes (when he is looking for martine) is filmed on milkwood road, herne hill and the film dudes came round with fifty quid cash to decorate my wheelie bin and window with some christmas decorations (bizzarely in early february) which was a god send as i was completely skint. Ten quid of it went on a ten bag from Home James and the other forty went on beer in the half moon.

Super day :cool:

:D

At last ...a positive, heart-warming Love Actually story.
 
awwww. kewl.
I love it, Its not gonna win any oscars but it created a moment of :eek: when Mrfit said andrew lincoln ( he loves afterlife) I didnt know he was in this...

and I replied " I do...why do you think I like it"( letch letch)
hhaahaha. That Card scene is magic
 
spanglechick said:
critically speaking, the saving grace of this film is Emma Thompson's performance when she discover's Alan Rickman's affair.

It's an amazing, solid gold performance - and it fucking knocks my socks off.

I agree, I watched this because Mrs_bob was down and wanted to. I thought the Emma Thompson/Alan Rickman relationship was the only one which bore the scantest resemblance to reality.

I'm not averse to slushy, trashy, flimsy romantic comedies in the right mood, but this one actually made me feel physically ill in parts. The woman from Truman Show hugging her *special* brother!! Egg and the fucking cards and carol singers!! Worst of all, Prime Minister Hugh saving us all from the other Billy Bob's Evil Empire!!! Overall probably the most artificial, charmless, manipulative, smug, downright offensive piece of "cinema" I've ever had the misfortune to witness.
 
What happened at the end? Did they all get laid and end up missing the Queen's speech?

I couldn't watch any more, the news break was a good enough reason to turn it off and go do the ironing.
 
Watched it a few weeks ago but have seen it a couple of times. Standard Curtis fare so I wouldn't look too much into it. He's writing to sell a feel-good story to people who may be feeling a bit shite this time of year or those who want a few cheap laughs. Of course it's staged, barely anyone in Britain lives the lifestyle portrayed there but then how many people live lifestyles portrayed in loads of films? I found the same happened with Bridget Jones, perhaps both films were made by people who do live an upper middle class lifestyle.

I doubt realism enters his mind when it's written, entertainment's the objective. And I reckon he succeeds, it's pretty amusing, not exactly laugh out loud but gentle humour. Most of the actors have reached that stage in thier careers where they are part of the establishment and thus act civilised and decidely uncontroversial. But agree with others, Alan Rickman and Emma Thompson are clearly the best characters of the film.
 
fucking hell. I sat thought this last night as its one of mrs kaks faves. I was expecting sentimental cheesy gash - but it was so much more terrible than that.
I was surprised - given the calibre of brit luvies who seem to have lined up to get involved - at just how utterly cliched, bland and tame it is. It was made in 2003 but if it was released now it would surely be shot down for its uber vanilla heteronormative whiteness. Im surprised it wasnt at the time (its not that long ago)
Every single principle character is white.
every single romance is straight.
nearly every principle character is on the affluent middle class to stinking rich spectrum (yet apparently all their kids all go to the same school in the "rough end" of wansted).
Half the stories centre on men in their 50s involved with very beautiful women who are signifyingly younger then they are.
Every single couple are incapable of articulating their feelings and are afflicted with the stereotypical "English" reticence and reserve about taking the plunge um and erring on the doorstep.
Richard Curtis co-wrote the brilliant blackadder - but at no point did he have the wit and imagination to reverse the gender or sexuality of the characters (i.e. emma thompson being the mature boss falling for the sexy employee and breaking her husbands heart, or a female Writer fleeing to her summer retreat in Portugal and falling for the hunky handyman, or the best man at the wedding struggling with his feelings for the groom (as it was I was getting distinctly uncomfortable "obsessive stalker alert" from that storyline).
Within its sugary blandness there were some decent gags and the Bill Nighy story was engaging and fun (could have been made into a film of its own - with the implied pathos and self hate explored more) - the Emma Thompson/Alan Rickman story was proper "ouch" - but the "sexy secretary" temptress was such an appallingly cliched non-character.

So lazy. So fucking tame. The soundtrack was shite as well.

In revenge I am now insisting that she watches "the Battle of Algiers".
 
fucking hell. I sat thought this last night as its one of mrs kaks faves. I was expecting sentimental cheesy gash - but it was so much more terrible than that.
I was surprised - given the calibre of brit luvies who seem to have lined up to get involved - at just how utterly cliched, bland and tame it is. It was made in 2003 but if it was released now it would surely be shot down for its uber vanilla heteronormative whiteness. Im surprised it wasnt at the time (its not that long ago)
Every single principle character is white.
every single romance is straight.
nearly every principle character is on the affluent middle class to stinking rich spectrum (yet apparently all their kids all go to the same school in the "rough end" of wansted).
Half the stories centre on men in their 50s involved with very beautiful women who are signifyingly younger then they are.
Every single couple are incapable of articulating their feelings and are afflicted with the stereotypical "English" reticence and reserve about taking the plunge um and erring on the doorstep.
Richard Curtis co-wrote the brilliant blackadder - but at no point did he have the wit and imagination to reverse the gender or sexuality of the characters (i.e. emma thompson being the mature boss falling for the sexy employee and breaking her husbands heart, or a female Writer fleeing to her summer retreat in Portugal and falling for the hunky handyman, or the best man at the wedding struggling with his feelings for the groom (as it was I was getting distinctly uncomfortable "obsessive stalker alert" from that storyline).
Within its sugary blandness there were some decent gags and the Bill Nighy story was engaging and fun (could have been made into a film of its own - with the implied pathos and self hate explored more) - the Emma Thompson/Alan Rickman story was proper "ouch" - but the "sexy secretary" temptress was such an appallingly cliched non-character.

So lazy. So fucking tame. The soundtrack was shite as well.

In revenge I am now insisting that she watches "the Battle of Algiers".
I agree with almost all of this, except that, surely the relationship between Bill Nighy and his manager was not straight?

Other than that, totally agree - there are so many bits of the story that are seriously dodgy and ill thought out.
 
Kaka Tim, you'd never seen this before? How is that even possible? It's fucking woeful but I still seem to have somehow seen it at least three times, by osmosis or something 😭😡.
 
Well done for bumping this 15 year old thread. Thankfully, in the intervening years, Lindy West came very close to summarising precisely what I find so objectionable about this film.

Now every year at mid-December, I pour myself a large glass of Baileys, get comfortable, and read this post


It’s Hugh Grant’s first day on the job, and he’s saying hello to his new staff. One staffer is named Natalie, and as far as I can tell, her job is “woman.” She’s also incredibly, disgustingly fat, like a bean bag chair with feet, according to literally everyone else in the movie who apparently all have Natalie Dysmorphic Disorder (the silent killer).
 
Fucking dreadful film, I hate it. I genuinely don’t get why it’s so loved.

I’ve clearly held on to the Emma Thompson bit though as I found myself looking at Greg Wise on Strictly and thinking ‘don’t do an Alan Rickman on lovely Emma’.
 
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