An Affair to Remember, a Script to Forget
Added 11/18/2009
Finally watched this movie, after years of hearing raves.
Full disclosure: I'm a sucker for a good, sentimental romance. Love Cary Grant. Love Deborah Kerr.
But this movie is overwhelmingly cheesy -- when it's not overpoweringly saccharine, that is. The script is hackneyed, and the major plot twist is preposterous. Without adding a spoiler here, does the very perceptive and intelligent Terry McKay not know how to use a telephone? or write a letter? If they love one another as profoundly as they both know, then certainly Nickie would not have rejected her, but embraced her unconditionally. The shark jumps even higher when the Treacle Children's Choir shows up. TWICE, just in case their 'cuteness' wasn't hammered home the first time. Awful. Rated IN-13; insulin recommended for viewers over 13.
Really, don't bother. If you've not seen it yet, you're not missing anything. If you want to watch a really *superb* sentimental love story, run-don't-walk to "I Know Where I'm Going": I Know Where I'm Going! - Criterion Collection
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Great movie
Added 10/21/2009
I bought this DVD because I have always loved this movie. One of the greatest Cary Grant movies made. Now I get to watch it whenever I want.
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"102nd Floor. .... You Can Get Out Now, Archibald."
Added 10/20/2009
How can anyone like this movie???
There wasn't one car chase; one shootout; not one time Cary Grant grabbed Deborah Kerr's you-know-what(s).
No sex, no violence, and way too many sex-starved violins.
And Cary Grant posing as a Greek! (Oh, the humanity!!!)
Still, all the gals who just LOVE this movie. Did you love the part where, as they past the Empire State Building, Deborah Kerr *curtsies* to Cary Grant? Eh? I forget her exact line to Cary but it was something like: "Your wish is my command." ... Now there's a liberated chick for ya! (Yeah, baby!)
I otherwise like Deborah Kerr and Cary Grant. (And, God knows, they've never had a harsh word for me.) But this movie is laughable. A prima facie case of prima facie pretense. (And half a pound of baloney while you're at it.) This isn't love, even in La-La Land.
I've seen better making-out at the Junior Prom. (Greeks and all!)
And talk about manipulating the audience's emotions. Sheesh. All Deborah Kerr needed in her wheelchair was a puppy dog, an American flag and a picture of the little baby Jesus. (That other cocker.)
Also, what about the guy Deborah Kerr was supposed to marry? She comes home from her cruise and what does she do? She dumps the bum. Just like that. And he (mirabile dictu) -- he just bows out of the picture, no questions asked. Get outta town!
Go ahead, try it sometime, lady. ... "Hey, Fred, you know that we were supposed to get married. Well, guess what -- forget you, Fred! And the caterer truck you came in on."
There shold have at least been a decent fistfight between Cary Grant and the jilted fiancee.
Of course this would have meant that Cary would have gotten his nice Brooks Bros. suit all wrinkled. But so what? Besides, what the fark is it with Cary Grant and his suits? In jst about every picture he's in, he's got a suit on. He sure never takes it off in this flicker.
Enough already with the suit, Archibald.
Mind you, it's not that I'm jealous. So Cary Grant is handsome. So what. Take away his suave manners, his Continetal charm, his feency-schmancy suit, and what do you got? ... A horny guy running around in his underwear looking for the Empire State Building.
(Rim shot! Ba-da-bing-bing!)
Listen up, pilgrim: anybody who jerked a tear over this facockta movie needs therapy. Fast! "Weep-weep-weep, what can I do, what can I do? I can't help crying over poor Debbie and poor Cary."
What can you do? What can you do?! YOU CAN ACT LIKE A MAN! Look at you crying like a woman. "What-can-I-do?-what-can-I-do?"
Listen, you look terrible. I want all you nutty people who gave this turkey five stars to eat. And I want you to lock yourselves in your room with a dozen or so Gary Oldman movies, a dozen or so Chuck Norris flicks and a life-size inflatable doll of Freddy Krueger. And then we'll see about this Woltz fellow who won't let you climb up the side of the Empire State Building with that big hairy monkey you have the hots for.
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Where's the magic? I somehow missed it...
Added 10/12/2009
Supposedly this is one of the 5 most romantic movies of all time. You've got to be kidding! I suffered through this movie, and then said to myself, "what a lot of cornball nonsense"! Did anyone notice that in the last scene, Deborah Kerr was being left for a couple of days by herself, a paraplegic, with her wheelchair in the next room? How was she going to manage that? Did they really fall in love on the ship? Could have fooled me. Some "love affair" to "remember". I think I'd have forgotten it the second I left the ship. Seemed to me like they spent most of the time trying to avoid each other. I just didn't see the "chemistry" between the two main characters.
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a great old movie
Added 9/11/2009
if you're in the mood for a romance this movie has it covered for you.
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An Affair to Remember, a Script to Forget
Added 11/18/2009
Finally watched this movie, after years of hearing raves.
Full disclosure: I'm a sucker for a good, sentimental romance. Love Cary Grant. Love Deborah Kerr.
But this movie is overwhelmingly cheesy -- when it's not overpoweringly saccharine, that is. The script is hackneyed, and the major plot twist is preposterous. Without adding a spoiler here, does the very perceptive and intelligent Terry McKay not know how to use a telephone? or write a letter? If they love one another as profoundly as they both know, then certainly Nickie would not have rejected her, but embraced her unconditionally. The shark jumps even higher when the Treacle Children's Choir shows up. TWICE, just in case their 'cuteness' wasn't hammered home the first time. Awful. Rated IN-13; insulin recommended for viewers over 13.
Really, don't bother. If you've not seen it yet, you're not missing anything. If you want to watch a really *superb* sentimental love story, run-don't-walk to "I Know Where I'm Going": I Know Where I'm Going! - Criterion Collection
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Great movie
Added 10/21/2009
I bought this DVD because I have always loved this movie. One of the greatest Cary Grant movies made. Now I get to watch it whenever I want.
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"102nd Floor. .... You Can Get Out Now, Archibald."
Added 10/20/2009
How can anyone like this movie???
There wasn't one car chase; one shootout; not one time Cary Grant grabbed Deborah Kerr's you-know-what(s).
No sex, no violence, and way too many sex-starved violins.
And Cary Grant posing as a Greek! (Oh, the humanity!!!)
Still, all the gals who just LOVE this movie. Did you love the part where, as they past the Empire State Building, Deborah Kerr *curtsies* to Cary Grant? Eh? I forget her exact line to Cary but it was something like: "Your wish is my command." ... Now there's a liberated chick for ya! (Yeah, baby!)
I otherwise like Deborah Kerr and Cary Grant. (And, God knows, they've never had a harsh word for me.) But this movie is laughable. A prima facie case of prima facie pretense. (And half a pound of baloney while you're at it.) This isn't love, even in La-La Land.
I've seen better making-out at the Junior Prom. (Greeks and all!)
And talk about manipulating the audience's emotions. Sheesh. All Deborah Kerr needed in her wheelchair was a puppy dog, an American flag and a picture of the little baby Jesus. (That other cocker.)
Also, what about the guy Deborah Kerr was supposed to marry? She comes home from her cruise and what does she do? She dumps the bum. Just like that. And he (mirabile dictu) -- he just bows out of the picture, no questions asked. Get outta town!
Go ahead, try it sometime, lady. ... "Hey, Fred, you know that we were supposed to get married. Well, guess what -- forget you, Fred! And the caterer truck you came in on."
There shold have at least been a decent fistfight between Cary Grant and the jilted fiancee.
Of course this would have meant that Cary would have gotten his nice Brooks Bros. suit all wrinkled. But so what? Besides, what the fark is it with Cary Grant and his suits? In jst about every picture he's in, he's got a suit on. He sure never takes it off in this flicker.
Enough already with the suit, Archibald.
Mind you, it's not that I'm jealous. So Cary Grant is handsome. So what. Take away his suave manners, his Continetal charm, his feency-schmancy suit, and what do you got? ... A horny guy running around in his underwear looking for the Empire State Building.
(Rim shot! Ba-da-bing-bing!)
Listen up, pilgrim: anybody who jerked a tear over this facockta movie needs therapy. Fast! "Weep-weep-weep, what can I do, what can I do? I can't help crying over poor Debbie and poor Cary."
What can you do? What can you do?! YOU CAN ACT LIKE A MAN! Look at you crying like a woman. "What-can-I-do?-what-can-I-do?"
Listen, you look terrible. I want all you nutty people who gave this turkey five stars to eat. And I want you to lock yourselves in your room with a dozen or so Gary Oldman movies, a dozen or so Chuck Norris flicks and a life-size inflatable doll of Freddy Krueger. And then we'll see about this Woltz fellow who won't let you climb up the side of the Empire State Building with that big hairy monkey you have the hots for.
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