Officially Mastered Film Studies.
This review may contain spoilers. I can handle the truth.
This is the kind of wistful auburn drama that's so easy to watch, you feel harsh pointing out everything that's wrong with it. But it's so aware of being that kind of film, to the extent that the first piece of classical music that plays from Elizabeth Olsen's mixtape gift to Josh Radnor, soundtracking his journey back out of the rosy green backwoods of Ohio, is Beethoven's 'Pastoral' symphony. It's so deeply aware of itself that this mixtape becomes the…
Sure, they’re nominally attractive, but things feel barely thought out beyond that, missing almost every passing opportunity to enrich itself. The rugby setting is confusingly deployed as some sort of proxy for a social class strata, but even this isn’t used in a fulfilling Romeo and Juliet scenario.
The personal conflicts at the film’s centre seem awkwardly stranded between hetero traditionalism and homo polygamy, but not in a way that adds to the conflict; instead, it drives an essential unlikeability in…