Here we have a movie about the alternative lives caused by a chance change in circumstance, a missed train. You would think that given the emotionally devastating results caused by that fluke would lead to something quite, well, different. But, no, our heroine is brain dead in both incarnations. What a ghastly take on the possibilities fate hands us. Sigh. Moan. Groan. I must admit, I found it impossible to keep my attention on this movie after it became clear that this movie was actually, really going to Disneyfy our main characters. No one suffers anything really. No one thinks much about anything, ever. Everyone sort of bubbles along bouncing from hard surfaced reality to gut wrenching twist. Where's the real people in these alternative lives ? Everyone seems as light as a flea and as deep as a snowflake. Serious situations produce only halting, dim witted faces. No hard questions. No insights. In a phrase it's Clueless London, 90210. These people have the personal and interpersonal insights/skills of a room full of 13 yr old former crack babies. No one seems the slightest bit aware of their actions or the consequences of their choices. Blah, barf, phooey. These people deserve each other and the paper thin, cardboard flavored lives they unwittingly create. Pass me the remote and a No Dose. Yawwn.
Review of Sliding Doors
