Spoiler Alert: Severe
For those of you who think Thursday is an odd day for film reviews I offer an explanation, an explanation in a single word, that word being Orange. With that bit of corporate unpleasantness behind us I will move on to my musings on this week’s film.
As an act of kindness to my long suffering girlfriend this week’s cinima trip was to see Charlie St Cloud. ‘The life and death of Charlie st. Cloud’ (to give it its full name) or ‘The complete mental breakdown and partial recovery of Charlie st. Cloud’ (to give it its accurate description) is the latest film to star the swoontastic Zak Efron. This went some way to explaining the demographic of those in attendance who chatted, texted and chomped their way through the performance whilst their hormones’ performed cartwheels down the aisles.
Ok, plot. Charlie (Zak) is involved in a car crash. His little brother is slightly more involved in the incident, so involved in fact that he dies. Zak had promised that he would teach his brother to play baseball and honours this promise meeting his brother’s ghost in the woods every day at sundown. Because Charlie is spending more time than the average twenty-something with his dead brother life somewhat passes him by. That is until he meets a sailing gal and falls in love. The problem is it turns out that sailing gal has recently come a cropper and it is in actual fact her spirit who is giving him the run around in the hope that he saves her stricken body from a dubious rock.
Right, Improvements that I would make to the film, I have two ideas. Firstly get rid of any scenes without Mr St Cloud the elder. Given the trailer, the poster and the reviews why else would you be here if not just to gawp at Mr. Efron, who, now that he isn't playing a high schooler it is ok for you to get hot and bothered about. Secondly, there are a few scenes in the film where Charlie is seen talking to thin air when he is talking to a ghost. There is also a scene when he shags a goast in a cemetary. May I suggest that viewing this latter scene from the perspective of a bystander would have made for a much more entertaining experience, though the world may not yet be ready for the sight of a Disney heartthrob nobbing someone’s family plot.
Acting in the film was fine, the script wasn't as incipid as the plot suggests and the production was completely without pretenetion with regards to its taget market.
I will leave the last words of this review to my girlfriend. “I could spread him on a cracker.” As, rather worryingly could I.
Need more Zak Efron watch the trailer for the film here:
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