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Letters to Juliet BY ROGER EBERT / May 12, 2010
Cast & CreditsSophie Amanda SeyfriedClaire Vanessa Redgrave
Victor Gael Garcia Bernal
Charlie Christopher Egan
Lorenzo Franco Nero
Bobby Oliver Platt
Summit Entertainment presents a film directed by Gary Winick. Written by Jose Rivera and Tim Sullivan. Running time: 101 minutes. Rated PG (for brief rude behavior, some language and incidental smoking).
I know “Letters to Juliet” is a soppy melodrama, and I don’t mind in the least. I know the ending is preordained from the setup. I know the characters are broad and comforting stereotypes. In this case, I simply don’t care. Sometimes we have personal reasons for responding to a film.
“Letters to Juliet” is about Sophie (Amanda Seyfried), an American girl who visits Verona with the man she’s engaged to marry (Gael Garcia Bernal). He’s always leaving her behind to investigate wine and truffles for his New York restaurant. She visits the house allegedly inhabited by Shakespeare’s Juliet. Below the balcony there, lovelorn women for years have posted “letters to Juliet,” asking for advice.
Sophie finds a letter 50 years old, written by a young British girl about a Tuscan boy she met, fell in love with and allowed to fall out of her life. Sophie writes to the girl, the letter amazingly finds its way, and soon Claire (Vanessa Redgrave) and her grandson Charlie (Christopher Egan) arrive in Verona. So now, if we’re experienced moviegoers, we know what must happen by the end of the story.
All of this is wrapped up in unimaginably beautiful shots of the Italian countryside, the warmth of the friendship between Sophie and Claire, and visits to many of the men named Lorenzo Bartolini, which was the name of the boy Claire loved so long ago. A hard-hearted realist would suggest that Sophie help Claire check out the possible Lorenzo Bartolinis by use of the phone, but no. “Letters to Juliet” requires the three of them to visit the candidates in person, leading to a series of false leads and at last, of course, to the real Lorenzo Bartolini (Franco Nero).
As it happens, this story stirred memories of romantic memories in my own life. Once in a small hill town outside Rome, under a full moon, I stood before the balcony being used by Franco Zeffirelli for his great film “Romeo and Juliet” (1968), and heard Nino Rota hum his theme music to Zeffirelli. Some years later, I stood beneath the “Juliet’s Balcony” in Verona itself with a woman dear to my heart and saw the notes pinned to the wall.
And the very first movie set I ever visited, before I was yet a movie critic, was “Camelot” (1967). On that set I met and interviewed Vanessa Redgrave, who was not yet 30, and Franco Nero, who was 26. They played Guenevere and Lancelot. They fell in love on the set, married and had a child. Finally on New Year’s Eve 2006, they married. Even earlier, Franco walked Vanessa’s daughter Natasha Richardson down the aisle when she married Liam Neeson.
So you see, when Vanessa marries Franco 40 years after falling in love with him, and they are playing characters who meet after 50 years, and this all has to do with Juliet’s balcony — reader, what am I to do? I am helpless before such forces.
Vanessa Redgrave recently lost her sister Lynn. I met Lynn once on London. I went to her house for tea. This was not long after the success of “Georgy Girl.” My interview has been lost in the past, but I remember the feeling of the day, Lynn sitting cross-legged on the carpet beside to her coffee table, smoking and jolly, a famous actress friendly to an unknown kid her own age.
I have strayed far from the film. But I’ve told you what you need to know about it. I also want to observe that our response to every film depends on the person we bring to it. Pauline Kael said she went to a movie, and the movie happened, and she wrote about what changed within her after she saw it. This is quite valid. Sometimes, however, we go to a movie, and our lives have happened, and we write about what hasn’t changed.
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Limunada ili ne, jasno mi je bilo u kakvoj sam titravoj fazi, kad su mi za trajanja filma i suze potekle, malo, ali ipak su kliznule.
U kinu Kerumovom, u kojemu bez dolčevite i samt hlača, te tople vunene kape i vjetrovke ne treba ni ulaziti, preporučam presvlačenje iz ljetne u zimsku garderobu - u toaletima. Nisam vidjela postoje li utičnice negdje, ali zgodno bi bilo imati maleni kalorifer radi nogu, da ne zebu.
Svakako, pitam sebe kakvo bi to ja pismo ostavila Giulietti Capuleti...koju bi brigu svoju povjerila, koji savjet zatražila, koju ljubavnu muku predočila... Malo sam mozgala i došla do zastrašujuće istine - pismo ne bi uopće bilo ljubavnog sadržaja!Meni je odmah umjesto romantičnog pisma, pala na pamet 'knjiga žalbe'!
Da, da.
U mojoj bi kući trebalo uvesti lijepo Knjigu žalbe koja bi stajala negdje u kuhinji ili u dnevnom boravku i gdje bi sve svoje frustracije, prigovore, primjedbe, prijedloge, nezadovoljstva ukućani bilježili.
Svima bi nam bilo lakše. Pregledno, suvislo navedeno, bolje bih pamtila, lakše se mijenjala i - usavršavala.
Mooožda bi trebalo samo par stranica staviti za hvaljenje, ako nekome 'poleti' kakva pohvala...ali, možda i ne. Neka ima mjesta za primjedbe nezadovoljnih ukućana.
Ovako, bez Knjige žalbe, vrlo teško pratim sve kritike, komentare, obrušavanja i to dnevno!
Hm, a Juliji bi mogla samo napisati da se moli za nas. Ne za nas, nego za moje ukućane koji teško podnose ljeto, vrućinu, ostatke i repove puberteta, osobne frustracije i - mene. Žao mi ih je. Jer... ja ću lako, već nekako. Kao do sada...
I mada ne volim kada iz kina izađem mrtva hladna, prazna i promašenih emocija, ovog puta sam imala zadovoljstvo što me moja pratnja primila za ruku, da ne padnem niz stepenice valjda...cijenim tu pažnju, jer me inače ne primjećuje u takvim situacijama, držeći da sam samostalna i sposobna, pa što onda takvoj ženi otvarati vrata, primaknuti sjedalicu, primiti je prilikom prelaska ulice za ruku, lakat, rame, bilošto..."ka' da si betežna"!?!
Druga lijepa i konstruktivna stvar je razmišljanje koje je iznjedrilo ideju uvođenja Knjige žalbe.
I što bi ja sada još htjela!?
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