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Of love and other addictions has so many ups and downs in the end it becomes almost unbearable. Do not laugh, not cry, I did not enjoy. Perhaps if they wanted to make one of those things, they had achieved.
A bit of the argument: We are in 1996. Jamie (Jake Gyllenhaal) is a sales representative for Pfizer, one of the main laboratories of the pharmaceutical industry. The guy is a stud, rising as much mine comes across and makes it possible to reach their sales quota for Zoloft, Prozac's main competitor. Jamie meets Maggie (Anne Hathaway), stereotype of "free and unbiased girl, who thinks in the future, working as a waitress and had a department that can only be in the movies" . They begin a relationship without any commitment and are slowly falling into "all that is love." Although there is a problem: Maggie is in the early stages of Parkinson's disease. The plot progresses, Jamie begins to sell Viagra to Pavot and as the love begins to have doubts about how the disease may face Maggie.
You hear that and ask, but what's up? "Romantic comedy or melodrama? Well, the movie that gets out. With its caustic picture of scrupulous in pharmaceutical industry, as films start imitating Thank You for Smoking, Jerry Maguire or Story Scales. With the passing of the minutes and the shivering of parkinson Hathaway, the film begins to approach things more like Sweet November (one in which the dying Charlize Theron "taught me to live" Keanu Reeves ) or Love Story.
So we have comedy and drama. A serious problem with Of love and other addictions is that both in tone or another, is very irregular. There are dramatic or comedy scenes and some very bad redeemable. The problem is not mixing stuff. There are movies are fine and play the most terrible and mixed with comedy while taken seriously. A clear example is a Boy, Chris and Paul Weitz.
Edward Zwick, the director, is a type experienced (but go better for that epic drama), and both Gyllenhaal Hathaway as they put the body into the thing, and it shows. When the script does not let on the brink of ridiculousness, the two stand out well. But they are not magicians. Towards the last half hour, the platitudes argument carried platitudes about interpretations. When the characters are forced to explain bruder everything happens to them, what they learned and what they feel ... breaks down what little they had came to us.
Eye, everything is not so terrible. A positive aspect of the film is that Hathaway seems to bother or get in a little ball, and that's something to stand out from much prudery that prevailed in the romantic comedies these days. Gyllenhaal shows her ass on several occasions and there is more of a scene in which it appears Pavot with a pillow covering her front. Among the boys division, highlighting Oliver Platt as the supervisor of Jamie and Judy Greer as one of the girls rising heartthrob Jake.
Another point worth mentioning is the music. Although the model begins with ninety more easy as possible, ( Two Princes, Spin Doctors of), things improve as the film progresses. The music quality is imposed on the baseline unnecessary time and listen to the great themes of Dylan ( Standing in the doorway), the Kinks ( A Well Respected Man ), Beck (Jack-ass ) Fatboy Slim (Praise You ), Billy Bragg with Wilco, to close at Fidelity, by Regina Spektor.
In short, we face a very uneven film. Personally, I think I have been interested in the way "Jerry Maguire" without having to get into the melodrama of the disease of the kid ... maybe it was something more interesting ...
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