This is a perplexing one: it requires so much suspension on disbelief, it rests on so many coincidences and improbabilities, and it is filled with a surprising number of good old plot holes for a 90 minute movie - and yet, thanks to the spirited main performance, the nice scenery, and the light-on-its-feet touch of the director, it manages to exert a special charm of its own.
It is a movie about late blooming, missed opportunities, regrets, inner strength, and new beginnings - somewhat standard for this type of movie, and acted competently and compellingly (if with too sudden a transition) by McElhone, although not as memorably as it perhaps could have been.
The ending - culturally, historically, etc. - makes no sense. It is implausible and improbable (as are indeed most of the happenings in this movie!), yet if you manage to disregard all of that, you might find yourself carried along by the breezy optimism of the story.
It is a movie about late blooming, missed opportunities, regrets, inner strength, and new beginnings - somewhat standard for this type of movie, and acted competently and compellingly (if with too sudden a transition) by McElhone, although not as memorably as it perhaps could have been.
The ending - culturally, historically, etc. - makes no sense. It is implausible and improbable (as are indeed most of the happenings in this movie!), yet if you manage to disregard all of that, you might find yourself carried along by the breezy optimism of the story.