FIND MOVIES
Movie List
Loading ...
or
Find Theaters and Movie Times
or
Search Movies

Review: The Lovely Bones

This Salmon won't spawn
By PETER KEOUGH  |  January 13, 2010
2.0 2.0 Stars

When it comes to immortality and the afterlife, movies tend to get sticky. Try as they might to picture Heaven, Hell, or the "in-between" — as the post-mortem holding pattern in Peter Jackson's fulsome adaptation of the Alice Sebold bestseller is called — with surreal intensity, the places come off looking like variations on Disney World. In Jackson's Candy Land–colored Limbo, giant beachballs loll in the surf and the leaves of a tree turn into a flock of goldfinches.

It's all backed by the unending voiceover narration of Susie Salmon (Saoirse Ronan), who keeps reminding us that she was murdered in 1973, at age 14, and that her killer (Stanley Tucci) has not been brought to justice. What one does in the beyond, it would seem, is worry about how the folks (Mark Wahlberg and Rachel Weisz) will cope and brood over revenge while an irritating Asian girl urges you to move on.

It looks like a piece of cake, but I still prefer Dante.

  Topics: Reviews , Celebrity News, Entertainment, Entertainment,  More more >
| More


Most Popular
ARTICLES BY PETER KEOUGH
Share this entry with Delicious
  •   BUFFET DINING: THE 15TH BOSTON UNDERGROUND FILM FESTIVAL  |  March 19, 2013
    "Copraphagy" is a key word at this year's Boston Underground Film Festival at the Brattle.
  •   REVIEW: GINGER & ROSA  |  March 19, 2013
    Sally Potter likes to mess around with form and narrative.
  •   UNDERGROUND CINEMA: THE 12TH BOSTON TURKISH FILM FESTIVAL  |  March 12, 2013
    This year's Boston Turkish Film Festival includes works in which directors ponder the relationships between the secular and the religious, between men and women, and between destiny and identity.
  •   REVIEW: A GLIMPSE INSIDE THE MIND OF CHARLES SWAN III  |  March 12, 2013
    In Roman Coppola's sophomoric second feature (his 2001 debut CQ was promising), Charlie Sheen shows restraint as the titular asshole, a dissolute ad designer and solipsistic whiner who's mooning over the loss of his latest love.
  •   REVIEW: UPSIDE DOWN  |  March 14, 2013
    Had Ed Wood Jr. directed Fritz Lang's Metropolis , he couldn't have achieved the earnest dopiness of Juan Solanas's sci-fi allegory — nor the striking images.

 See all articles by: PETER KEOUGH