we live in time Starring Andrew Garfield and Florence Pugh, this is a sentimental, emotional and devastating portrait of ordinary romance and ordinary heartbreak. If you know anything about these types of movies and what they’re capable of, there’s nothing new here – it tells you from the first frame how it’s going to end. However, that doesn’t stop John Crowley from tugging at the heart in a deep, emotional way – a cute encounter that begins with vehicular manslaughter – Florence Pugh’s Almut, a The ultra-competitive super chef; Garfield’s Tobias is a recent divorcee who hits him with a car and sends him to the hospital. From that point on, their chemistry was instant, the only way good movie stars can make magic look natural – Almuth and Tobias fell in love, but Tobias was more keen than Almuth With children, this creates early friction – but it’s all about watching these two characters overcome their arguments and work together to work things out in their relationship: The clock is ticking over Almut’s head as she discovers her Time is running out faster than she expected and believes she must achieve everything she sets her mind to.
Hindsight and memory work their magic here – it’s less of a series of neatly told storylines and more of memories when you remember them. Linear narrative is far from here, but at times you can see Richard Curtis’ influence shining through in this film, and it never really tries to do anything new. Yes, we know what happened to these characters, but why should we care about them? I feel a little alienated, a little alienated. Partly because of Almut’s actions, she never felt believable because she wanted to be remembered as something other than death, as if she hadn’t accomplished enough in her life. This comes at the expense of ambition and success, and what makes the film even more unreliable is that I never really understood why these two were together in the first place – they felt like completely different characters and personalities. I constantly ask myself “Why should I care?” and we live in time I was never given that answer. This is worth watching on the strength of Pew and Garfield alone.
The humor lies in the fact that the film has its good moments of doom and gloom, with plenty of gas station moments – the unique awkwardness of a stranger helping a woman about to give birth is hilarious, and in one deeply touching scene – The way it blended lines between funny and serious wasn’t quite as effective as it could have been, and could have needed a little longer to convey more emotion, perhaps giving Garfield’s character more leeway – he felt He has to make sacrifices at every turn, and we never really get a sense of his personality – and ultimately, considering how dark the script is – it feels like Richard Curtis should be credited as screenwriter somewhere, but this Belongs to screenwriter Nick Payne. Ultimately, the whole thing is a missed opportunity that I’ve never really been a part of, but if you allow yourself to be embraced by the emotional impact of it all, it might move you – and I appreciate the amount of time it brings to the way things are handled A sense of maturity. I’ve never really been moved – but I’m also more willing to get hit by a car now than I was before, and I think very few movies make that a positive thing.
It would have worked well for me as two of the most charismatic actors in the game right now if Garfield and Pugh were allowed to be a little more charismatic, but it never really clicked.
