Let’s get it out of the way. An American remake of 2008’s internationally successful Swedish film Let the Right One In was a bizarre choice and blatantly shallow. I suppose one could say that the motivation for an Americanized version is based on the quantity of character and story, and not just that the film is marketable and vampires are hot right now. Nonetheless, in the words of the original’s own director, “If one should remake a film, it’s because the original is bad, and I don’t think mine is.” So then, a viewing of Matthew Reeves‘ less than scrupulous Let Me In can either be dismissed from square one, or it can be viewed and judged despite its bastardization. Thankfully, I chose to do the latter.
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I never read Eat Pray Love. It never seemed like a book written for me. Vaguely, my understanding of the novel was as one written by a woman and for women. A self-help memoir for the divorced. Now that I’ve seen the book’s celluloid abridgement my notions have been, to an extent altered. Not entirely, for this is still a story about mending a broken heart and Elizabeth Gilbert (Julia Roberts) surely begins that process with the old standby of eating mass quantities of food. But to say my vague awareness of this incredibly popular book was on point would discount the deeper ideas present in this story. Gilbert (with help from director and screenwriter Ryan Murphy) isn’t just moaning about her losses. She’s giving an account of an adventure she had; a journey to the center of her soul. It’s not perfect, with moments of cloying joy that don’t feel real enough, but it’s all true, and it represents a search as eternal as any. Whether recently divorced or recently preadolescent, we are all of us looking for our place in the world, and we are all of us praying that it will bring with it some love.