Directed by: Marc Webb
Written by: Allan Loeb
Starring: Callum Turner, Kate Beckinsale, Pierce Brosnan, & Jeff Bridges
Thomas (Turner) has a difficult life. He's stuck in the friend zone and he yearns for his father's (Brosnan) approval, always within reach, but never quite grasping it.
Once he finds out his father is having an affair, he becomes determined to put an end to the relationship, eventually falling in love with his father's mistress himself. Torn between both men, Johanna (Beckinsale), the mistress, needs to decide if either is worth the effort and if Thomas should reveal the relationship to his mother.
The film was overall predictable, but as an audience member you took the role of sympathizer for the women that were Thomas' life. Yes, he was the main character, but he also seemed a little bit like a jerk, but then again so were the women towards him.
Aesthetically, it was fine. And the metaphor that ran parallel to the main plot line was sufficient enough to read between the lines. The only living boy in New York is him and he's basically living a novel.
3 popcorns.
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