Sunday, February 13, 2011

The Last Song

I just finished watching "The Last Song" starring Miley Cyrus as Ronnie Miller, Bobby Coleman as her little brother, Jonah, Greg Kinnear as her dad, Steve and Liam Hemson as her boyfried, Will. While it was great in concept I found the finished product lacking. Being a Nicholas Sparks novel we automatically know that someone is going to die. I feel so sorry for the characters in his books. I mean, you know they're just sitting there thinking, "Oh crap. Which one of us is the expendable crew member?" And although I will admit to shedding a tear or three I guarantee I cried more in all of the rest of the films made from his books. Why? Sorry to say it...Miley Cyrus.

I get that the casting director probably thought since Miley is so popular she'd bring in the crowds. Unfortunately, I think the crowds that she would bring in are too young to have to deal with this kind of movie. Yes, it deals in reality but when you're the age of most of her fans shouldn't we, as adults, protect them from that reality as long as we can? Life, and in some cases, death, is going to hit them soon enough. Once again using P.T. as an example, I would love to be able to protect her from every harsh reality of life. Can I? Nope. First of all, I live over 700 miles away from her. Second, even if I lived in the same house I wouldn't be able to. Life happens. But I refuse to encourage her to soak in this part of life before she absolutely has to.

Wow! Got off on a HUGE tangent there. Where was I? Oh yes. Miley Cyrus. While her rainbows and lollipops acting/singing is great for The Disney Channel/Radio I felt it fell short here. Way short. Crawling the last mile to the finish line short. There are so many other actresses that could have played the part. And played it well. Amanda Seyfried would have been a great choice. Oh wait. She already was. It's so sad that "Dear John" came out around the same time. It really must suck to have that comparison out there. I will admit that I've seen several episodes of Hannah Montana. It's a great way to get a big dose of silliness. I imagine, though, that Miley doesn't want to always be known as Hannah Montana. Maybe this was supposed to be a stepping stone. Maybe baby steps are what's needed here.

I really like Greg Kinnear and thought he was great in this movie until the last few scenes he was in. Once again, something was just missing. And Kelly Preston...why has she just been relegated to the rarely seen mom lately? I don't get it.

I would really love to see more of Liam Hemsworth. No. Not THAT way. But then again... Take a moment with me. I picture a movie starring Liam, Chris Klein, Josh Hartnett and Channing Tatum. And for some reason they go everywhere without their shirts. Even restaurants let them in topless. But they have to wear shoes in the restaurant because that would just be gross. And there should be a pivotal scene in the movie involving Dwayne Johnson, Vin Diesel and Jason Statham. Also shirtless. Just take a second and imagine it with me. Okay I'm back. Sigh.

There were times I really like Liam in this film then other times, not so much. But he did really well with what he had to work with. I would love love love to see him in another movie with Bobby Coleman. I could so easily picture them as brothers. Actually, thinking back on it, Bobby seemed to bring out the best in the actors with which he shared scenes. I even liked the scenes Miley was in with him. And don't get me started on the scenes in which he cried. I was a mess. He must give his parents a run for their money.

This was a good one-time watch for me. Had different actors been involved I might have liked it enough to watch it again. I wouldn't recommend it for young teens. Enjoy life before you start depressing yourself. Being a teenager is hard enough as it is without adding bummer movies to the mix. Maybe wait and watch after you fall in love for the first time. It would be perfect to add to all the other drama going on. It's a good older teenager, just had a fight with your boyfriend, sitting on the couch wallowing with a pint of ice cream and a bag of Twizzlers kind of movie. Then go and get on with your life. It gets better. At least that's what I'm told.

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